Teen Magical Realism

Seeing is believing. Why couldn't winter break be an actual break? My schedule's been packed with emotionally and mentally draining events for weeks. Lenore's birthday. Poe's birthday. A visit to the Prophets for Disaster Mitigation Center. I'm exhausted! On top of that, I learned that modern prophets don't work the way I had once thought, and the revelation has left me confused and full of spite. Shouldn't others' tragedies be approached with empathy? Isn't that what Poe deserved and what he would have wanted for us all?

Fabiana is my name and I live in an Austrian forest. When I turned seventeen years old I inherited a responsibility that has been carried on for the last four-hundred years. I have to guard a magic fountain until I have my own children and one of them turns seventeen. According to our legend a young female vampire ancestor of mine named Nola; was hunting humans one rainy night when she spotted a beautiful gray stone fountain.