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I am very outgoing person who speaks my mind good or bad. I am very adventurous, and open minded. I am working and going to school to do what I love. I don't let things get to me and look for the good in all people and situations. Once you become my friend I will always be their for you, and suport you and be by your side. I like to be active go bowling, camping, horseback ridding, swimming, dirt biking, playing in the park, or star gazing. I am always on the go but know how to sit and relax and take in the good things in life. So if you want to learn more and get to know me then you know what to do. Always open to friendships.
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Valorius | 27 May 2009 11:14 AM |
| 39, Male, United States |
The Sabbatarian
Through the night i stalk, looking for she who in shadow walks.
I am the prey who seeks the hunter, i lure her into the open with her own voracious hunger.
My scent irresistable to the beast, i use it to my advantage, to draw in the Vampress for her feast.
For i am not some defenseless lamb, i have horns of Hawthorn, i am the ram.
She feeds on the lusftul, and the weak, when she springs upon me she shall find i am not so meek.
For i am ready for her gaze, i will meet her eyes and resist the dulling daze.
She will step from the shadows into the night, she will speak to me, promise to end my plight.
"Come to me," she will say. And her little game i will coyly play.
I will move to her, as if in a trance. I will move closer, until i see my chance.
Into her arms i will move, for her utter control of me i must prove.
I will look into her eyes and beg for her teeth, i will embrace the demon, the crimson thief.
I will feel her hand as it traces across my face, i will be calm, for to be standing last is the object of this race.
And as her voice into my ear purrs, as the insatiable hunger inside her stirs...
I will pretend to be at her whim, to want her, to welcome her sin.
And when she reaches up with hands of ice to tilt my head back, i will spring into action, i will begin my attack.
From my sleeve will slide the stake of old, the gift of my forefathers, with power long foretold.
Upward it will flash, and under her ribs it will surely slash.
I'll thrust it in with all my might, for i must aim true, as it is her heart i must unerringly smite.
I must be fast, to avoid her bite, for she is demonically strong, quickly, i must end the fight.
And as my eyes with hers once more meet, i shall whisper with delight, "Enjoy the taste of defeat."
I had planned it all in my head, ready to do battle, to face the undead.
Alas i had not counted on one dread....that other vampress' she had bred.
Thus when i faced her she did eternally fall, but the story does not end there, i have not told all.
For now from the shadows they three she'd created sprung forth in a rage, seeking to avenge their maker, to now end my days.
Taking stock of my immediate plight, i crouched low and rolled to the right.
For while they were a horrifying sight, i am not one to surrender, not without a fight.
My hand moved in a blur to my side, where my blessed steel saber resides.
With a flash its blade glinted under the moon, these three wenches would feel it's kiss, and feel it soon.
But while i stood at the ready, the three now all around, one of them spoke, with words quite profound...
"You are clever and brave, but know this mortal, you are mere seconds from the grave.
For two of us you may fell, but the third of us shall send you forever to hell.
However this need not come to pass, you need not die so fast.
For if you give yourself to us, we will make your life an eternity last.
You who have killed our queen are a worthy foe, it would be shameful to waste your greatness with a vengeful blow.
So give to us your neck and we will promise you this thing, forever plus an eternity, you shall be he whom we call King."
That was nine hundred and twenty years two years ago this eve, the night the three maidens offered me an eternal reprieve.
Now at my feet they always crawl, just as they bow before me in my own great hall.
Thus is this the story of my taking.
I relieve it every day...just before waking. |
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DWTZSW187 | 26 May 2009 11:33 AM |
| 23, Male, United States |
hello.how are you?thanks for the friend request.just rolling though to show some love. |
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