as i walk down a path in the woods i can feel her presence near. her flowing gown. its moss green with brocade lace up around her neck. she has flowing red hair an green eyes. pink cheeks an red lipps. she has a walking stick in her right hand. its as if nature made it for her. the branches on the trees seem to welcome her. she waits for the stranger. he is dark, and very handsome. he comes to her every night. it s just past midnight and she has stopped to rest against an old weeping willow. he comes she can hear his footsteps just up the path. they kiss deeply. as they hold on to one another.she tosses her hair to the side and he feeds upon her flesh. she knows he will leave her here once again til his next visit.they will be with each other very soon.come the next full moon.
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