It is a night of darkness, a song of death,
wolves vent their howls. The dark one
wakens.
Darkness shrouds her deathly form,
a timeless dread.
Her raven hair cascades over
pale shoulders, and her
full red lips part slightly, to taste the
blood streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.
Now a night of darkness,
I awaken.
COMMENTS
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BestFriendsII
21:46 Aug 31 2017
very good
Minde
08:13 Oct 22 2017
I like it