FangsA Poem by BlotchyQuillSnow. Fang. Vampire. Hunt. *A short poem I wrote for a contest on GaiaOnline.com, it is posted under my account: Olympus lux luci. So if you ever happen to come across it there, no it was not plagarised and neither is this.
Snow flurried down Lone figure stood in the shadow, Face marred by a frown Uncaring of the frosted snow Glimmer of white flashed in soft light Fangs Thirsty was she, the Vampire The need, the want It set her throat afire Through the flurry of white, She smelt rich, flowing crimson Her mind gave in She would Hunt without reason. © 2008 BlotchyQuillAuthor's Note
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