I dream of the first times, the longest memory.  I speak of the first times, the oldest father. I sing of the first times, and the dawn of darkness.  In Nod, where the light of Paradise lit up the night sky and the tears of our parents wet the ground.  Each of us, in out way set about to live and take our sustenance from the land.  And I, first-born Caine, I with shap things, planted the dark seeds, wet them in the earth, tended them, and watched them grow.  And Abel, second-born Abel tended the animals, aided ther bloody births, fed them, and watched them grow. I loved him, my Brother. He was the brightest, the sweetest, the strongest.  He was the first part of all my joy.  Then on day our Father said to us, Caine, Abel, to Him Abouve you must make a sacrifice -- Agift of the first part of all that you have.  And I, first-born Caine, I gathered the tender shots, the brightest fruits, and the sweetest grass.  And Abel, second-born, Abel slaughtered the youngest, the strongest and the sweetest of his animals.  On the altar of our Father, we laid our sacrifices and lit fire under them. We watched the smoke carry them up to the One Above.  The sacrifice of Abel, second-born, smelled sweet to the One Above and Abel was blessed.  And, I, first-born Caine, I was stuck from beyond by a harsh word and a curse, for my sacrifice was unworthy.  I looked at Abel's sacrifice, still smoking, the flesh and blood.  I cried, I held my eyes, I prayed in night and day and when Father said "the time for Sacrifice has come again".  Abel led his youngest, his sweetest, his most beloved to the sacrificial fire, I did not bring my youngest, my sweetest, for I knew the One Above would not want them.  And my brother, beloved Abe said to me, "Caine, you did not bring a sacrifice, a gift of the first part of your joy, to burn on the altar of the One Above."  I cried tears of love as I with sharp things, sacrificed that which was the first part of my joy, my brother. And the Blood of Abel covered the altar and smelled sweet as it burned.  But my Father said, "Cursed are you, Caine, who killed your brother. As I was cast out so shall you be."  And He exiled me to wander in Darkness, the land of Nod.  I flew into the Darkness.  I saw no source of light and I was afraid.  And alone.

This information was obtained from The Bood of Nod, a book for Vampire: The Masquerade, a storytelling game of horror by White Wolf, Inc.

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