Darkness of Lies

Through the night skies,
they could hear the echos and cries,
the vampire hunter exchanged greetings with his Lord,
who was polite but stiff in his replies,
he didn’t envy his Lord,
his life less-human, and more vampire,
the vampire hunter was a tomb raider,
and his Lord was a vampire traitor,
as he fights against his own race,
he’s a vampire’s disgrace,
the hunter felt a twinge of sympathy,
he could see the emptiness in his Lord’s eyes,
he has no more vampire ties,
a traitor to his kind, hiding behind,
the darkness of lies.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Yarnell Avatar
April 10, 2009 at 11:56 AM
your great and you are really great good job
Goff Avatar
April 3, 2009 at 5:56 AM
heavy cries, skies and lies, love it! Jim
Reinke Avatar
April 2, 2009 at 8:49 AM
love how this is all one sentance. so the hunter a traitor to his kind...great concept.
P. Avatar
April 1, 2009 at 10:19 AM
i love this writing!! for your imagery... i give you an A*!! this is brilliant!! ~ Arany
Higgins Avatar
March 31, 2009 at 1:31 PM
Frankie boyeeee, this is another one of your heart ripping writes....keep up the good writing and thanks for the comments.
Chircop Avatar
March 31, 2009 at 12:45 PM
no more vampire ties,leaving his darkness of lies,i like the concept and the messages i get from the so well described darkness of lies,here in my country its nearly 10pm,im alone today,and in two hrs time is midnight,and mr Frank here terrorizes me with vamps. and tombs,scary
Devonshire Avatar
March 31, 2009 at 12:24 PM
Very intriguing concept of a "vampire hunter," who is fighting "his own race." Vampire mysteries have been quite popular in the last two centures. Wonder what type of behavior prompted people to consider the likelihood of vampires? Interesting work, Frank (And I sent you a Soup Mail.)
Ginn Avatar
March 31, 2009 at 12:20 PM
Ahh the darkness of a mind when left unattended promotes intrigue, smiles sunshine
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