Christian and His Bride: A Vampire Story

23 Apr 2019

Spurs
I was somewhere in downtown Amsterdam,
sightseeing, one cold and dreary evening,
before I chanced upon a coffee shop
in which to warm myself. On entering,
I met the eyes of a beautiful young woman
sitting beside the window by herself
cupping a cup of coffee in her hands.
She glanced at me, and, instantly, I sensed
an aura about her hard to ignore.
I kindly introduced myself to her,
in as friendly a manner as I could,
and, somehow, still managed to have startled her.
After a moment spent in conversation,
I found that she had been taken aback
by the way I spoke and was interested
in my accent, which I told her was Greek.
It wasn't long before I found myself
enamored by her, for she had a vigor,
or, better, this vitality, to her,
that woke something similar in me
and I longed to be young and free myself.
Before long I was whelmed with a desire
for her to be my wife and I her mate,
and soon devised to put a spell on her.
Once affected, I lured her to my place,
where I then ravished her, slaking my thirst,
and drained her nearly to the last drop of blood...
When she awoke, I told her what had happened,
and that she was now mine, my bride to be,
that she would ever be a part of me,
as I had given her my vampirism,
and that, if she were wise, and kept to the life,
she'd be forever an immortal soul,
albeit a creature of the night.
I knew it would be difficult to learn,
but I promised a life of luxury,
and foretold of the pleasures of the hunt.
She looked at me in awe, as lovers do,
and we embraced. And our love grew from there.

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