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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Part two (written by Jack Blackman) 0792059 Luth: I turned to gaze into my sibling's evil eyes of spite, For fate had fallen on this forlorn night To my delight. I ceased my merry tune, a somber grin split wide my face, My fangs gleamed in firelight as I stood framed by the fireplace. My amber eyes held his a moment before I spoke aloud, "I kneel to no one, I flee from none, for I am far too proud." I drew my broadsword and braced the steel till blood dripped from my hand. Then, nice and calm, I drank from my palm and said, "I will kill you where you stand." My brother then chuckled, hate danced in his eyes, And he said, "You have no chance but to die! I will slay you as I slew your flock, and leave your intestines strewn on the rocks!" I thought to myself, How vainly he boasts, but surely he is a damn liar! For I believed not that he killed my whole flock, My beloved family of vampires. "If you do not believe they are dead," he said, "Then call out to them with the thoughts in your head, and you will then see what I speak is the truth, Use your telepathic powers to retrieve your own proof - I killed your children and your wife, Luth." My confidence faltered at his bold proclamation, For my brother's mind worked by a sick fascination, with a desire to be the last vampire, He would maliciously murder our own grandsire. I closed my eyes and sought with my thoughts, To reach out to my wife's lovely mind. I fought through the void and called out for her, and silence was all I could find. To my great horror, my children neither seemed to be there or replied. Full of righteous anger, I opened my eyes, and tears of blood I cried. My brother was stronger, but I was much faster, and faster than thought, I brought his disaster; By darting across the room at a speed that left no seam on his neck there to bleed. He laughed and thought himself unharmed, but then began to cough - when a crimson stain spread in a line at his throat, and then his head fell off! I stood above his corpse, eyes glowing as if twin campfires, and in my heart I knew despair, For I was the last vampire.
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