The Cave - how vampires began

Deep within the bowels of the cave, She claws her way through earth.

Her luminent hags face writhing.

Pounding feet summon the ancient magic.

One thousand sharp toothed wings twirl around her.

Shreiks and pounding dessicate still air.

Now the mother emerges, large, winged, to the summoning hag.

She slides in slippery birth along the redness of the dark cave walls.

Their pact is the taste of human blood to come.

Thick sweet death will be their joy.

They wait together for eternity to begin.

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