Vitam Et Sanguinem-1Vitam Et Sanguinem-1Vitam Et Sanguinem-17 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(Life and Blood)
The first thing I remember upon awakening was that I had been dragged by the hair by those accursed Turks , my head roughly shoved onto a chopping block stained dark by old blood-and soon to be painted anew with mine-and then, amid the gloating-a sharp, final retort of an axe upon my neck
I was dead.
No, I AM supposed to be dead
I turned to observe my surroundings. All was pitch-black-and I felt my neck, realizing my head was still upon my shoulders. Surely it couldnt be a dream?
Welcome Vlad Dracul III
A voice that seems to be wrenched out of the deepest circle of Hell spoke
Indeed, Vlad, you ARE in Hell
The next sentence hit me harder than any arrow. The sardonic tone didnt make it any easier to accept. I am no fool. I know that Heaven will never accept me, even though I had done Gods work for many years, albeit cutting a bloody swath through Romani
Revenge Of Oyster BoyGothic Girl:Revenge Of Oyster Boy7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Revenge Of Oyster Boy
Nine months came,
The mother gave birth to a dame.
Their wish for a girl came true.
They named her Lizzie,
She was sweet and very pretty,
But her obsession for the Gothic made her creepy.
She loved to wear black,
Wherever she went,
She would give her relatives heart attacks
When she wore black, that's a fact!
When she grew older,
She became strangely anti-social,
And preferred books to friends
Such a pity, for one so privileged with charisma and good looks.
One day, she came upon the skeleton in her family's life: Sam,
Her dead brother who resembled a clam
So one day, on an excuse to go to bed,
Due to "a fever burning in her head".
She read about her brother's death and Lizzie Borden.
So morbid.. for a girl so modern.
"Vengeance," she finally said (eerily)
"Will be meted to my parents resting in bed."
With gloves and an axe,
With a face pale like powdered anthrax
She crept into the parents' room, relaxed.
Like her ancestor Lizzie Borden,