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immediatebreakfast · 7 months

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The introduction of the bloofer lady in the hands of children, and then in the words of adults really opens a lot of thematic potential for Lucy, and for her new second life as a vampire.

She doesn't feel real, a beautiful lady taking the blood of your playmates after they played with her? It reads as the type of morbid tales that children tell eachother. But, it's real, that young lady is the monster.

You as a child see her, sitting alone in a bench as the moon rises and reveals a weird visage, funeral white dress, wild hair, hollow eyes, and shining teeth that seem so long when she smiles; yet she is beautiful, like an older sister or a nice lady. Then you wake up in the morning, not in your bed but at the same park that you met her. With torn wounds on your neck, and no memories at all.

Lucy is now the bloofer lady. She has probably forgotten everything about her life except people (now prey) that were close to her. The bloofer lady is probably confused about her own existance, why does her body hurts so much? Why does she feels like she lost something? Who are the people that blink in her mind?

Yet all of that is secondary to her, a new vampire looking at the moon as her entire being claims for food. The bloofer lady is hungry, and she must eat to keep still, so she does. As unrefined as a starving animal.

Lucy is not the maiden that holds the hands of death, she is now the monstrous parody of the perfect victorian lady. A victim now being unsettling to nothing.

I wonder if after feeding, Lucy sees her bloody reflection somewhere, and out of trained instict she moves her hand to clean herself with a handkerchief that is not there.

#There is so much to explore there #Not an ethereal Lucy floating between the graves #Neither a succubus like Lucy with perfect control of her powers #But the liminal state between human and beast that remarks how now she is neither #The living embodiment of children folklore as a nightmare in a costume of a beautiful lady #dracula daily #dracula #lucy westenra

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