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Greymar





A dark, sleek figure emerged from the caverns in the still of the night. It towered above the tombs and statues around it. Moving with the speed of the wind and the stealth of an eagle it drifts through the wooded surroundings and across the stones along the valley’s floor.

Gliding above the trees it searches for a new home, some place where it can feel safe and secure. Once found, it can truly begin its life long search for the one true innocence which it must have to survive. Over the horizon it spots an old chapel; perfect for its new residence. Its painted windows will provide the seclusion it desires and the stone walls, the strength to keep out trespassers. Here it will find the rest needed to pursue its goal. The morning comes on quickly as the figure rises from its slumber. It journeys through the new castle, exploring the chambers and structures that were left behind. It enters a large room, with shelves filling 2/3 of the walls. A fireplace is ahead of it. Walking forward, it sees a beautiful mirror above the mantle. It’s been a long time since it has looked upon it own image. Long, silky flowing hair; just passed the shoulders and brown with blonde streaks running through it. Its eyes were a bright green, but changed as its expressions did; A slender face with strong cheek bones and a smile that could melt the hardest of souls. Its broad shoulders and a muscular chest was a supplementary feature to this magnificent being, with its 5’ 11” stature, it was a perfect being of immortality. “I am Greymar and I have returned.” Today I will search for my innocence. She must have true beauty; not just physical beauty but that inner quality as well. She must be an only child. It’s harder to fulfill the special need I desire if there are siblings to collaborate against me. Of course she must be a virgin, sweet and innocent; someone to be captivated by my presence and charm. I’m hunting for my eternal mate. Flying through the midnight sky I come upon an eatery. I enter through the large double doors where I am greeted by lovely people. They seat me in a corner booth and I order my food. I look up and there she is; blonde hair with the face of an angel. Her hair is pulled back behind her ears and her lips… I am mesmerized by them. Her face is perfectly rounded. She has the most beautiful eyes and her smile can melt butter. I must know her. I must approach her with vigilance and poise. “We don’t want to frighten her away.” I will compliment her on her beauty and speak poetically to her; making her more tranquil and at ease with my words and my thoughts. Then I will indulge her to the finest things in life; clothes, food, and jewelry. Her voice is quiet and when she speaks I can smell a sweet aroma. Her energy is rarely pure and I know I have found the one and only. I hope to make her comfortable with me. I invited her to my home for a romantic dinner. “How does Thursday evening sound?” She graciously accepts. I must prepare myself and my home for her visit. Thursday arrives quickly and there is a knock at the door. My servant greets her and shows her to my den. “The master will be with you shortly”, he says with a deep raspy voice. “Please wait here.” She looks around the room and is in aw with the intricate structure of the walls and ceiling. The shelves are loaded with books and there is a fire burning within the room. She’s a bit nervous and is not sure what to expect. As he entered the room, a cold, dark aura came upon him, consuming his entire being. He approached the center of the room where a figure stood, still and afraid. He moved in behind and ran his fingertips down the figure’s neck and exposed the fragile flesh. His teeth grew with the anticipation of the sweet nectar; that pure energy within. He reached around with his left hand, grabbing the throat and with his right, wrapping his arm around the front of the waist. Then with teeth fully extended, brought them down on his prey. Biting the throat and drinking his fill. While he drank he ran his hands over the figure’s chest, now made known as a woman. Caressing her breasts and rubbing her nipples. When he finishes drinking, he takes his right hand and tares the dress from her body; exposing her naked flesh; being filled with her energy, the animal from within takes control. He throws her down onto the bed. Starting with her feet, he traces his fingers and his teeth up toward her thighs; spreading her legs wide and plunging his mouth into her expecting cavern; licking and drinking from her sweet fountain. You could smell the lust devouring and consuming her soul. He moved his hands in place of his mouth. His hands felt the nectar of her fountain, while he moved his mouth upward toward her hard, erect mounds. He sucked at her mounds and peaks. Her fountain, now overflowing with her essence, pulsated with anticipation of what would come next. He paused for a moment, as to give her a sense of relief; then proceeded to gently slide his shaft into her fountain. She spoke for the first time. With a whisper she proceeded to say, “Take me and consume me. My body, my soul, I give to you. Devour my flesh and drink your fill. I am yours, now and forever.” He had her! His new innocence, to do as he desired; she would be his fountain, his lifeline, and his mate until time is at end, for her, and he takes his slumber; to be awakened after his two hundred year sleep. Then he’ll journey out to find his true innocence, to share another life, once again.





“Vampire’s Promise”





Come to me and I will show you fear...



Kneel before me and I will give you pain...



Stand before me and I will give you pleasure…



Lay with me and I will take you to the ends of this world...



You are mine!!! All who defy me shall parish...





~ Walker © 2008 ~