@ the Shadowvale CSR
from TrueSite or Nikki's Download Site
by Nikki
In a peaceful village,
In a quiet dell,
Came the crashing together
Of heaven and hell.
A lady of beauty,
One worthy of care,
Dragged down into hell
By dread and despair.
Born to a family,
Of power and creed,
She grew up in shackles,
She wept to be freed,
Seduced by a Lord
In his craven dark manse,
Wrapped up in his arms
She seized her one chance:
"I'm tired of living"
She whispered to him,
"I just long to be loved.
And I yearn to be free,
Isn't there something
You can do to help me?"
Upon hearing this,
He locked up the door,
He led her upstairs,
And he admitted his flaw:
He sat, and he told her
He was a vampire,
But not to be scared:
He'd never dare harm her.
He held her to him,
And he promised his heart,
He'd make her feel wanted,
And now he would start.
He lay her down softly
On the bed next to his,
And lowering his head,
He bent down to kiss.
His cheek grazed her face,
And he let out a sigh,
"You know what is coming,
So, please do not cry.
You will leave all worry
And become my dear wife,
And from this point on,
We will share just one life".
Then he lowered his head,
'Til her neck met his face,
And his mouth opened slightly,
And he drank but a taste.
And with his kiss finished
He raised up his head,
And then lay at her side
As she settled for bed.