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Thy Stars Taste Blood
Thy Vampiric Prince trys human flesh and likes thy taste. He feels like the only one who enjoys but there is another. Thy two were both cast out of thy group feed in another realm. He does not find Thy Mistress' name but knows he is in love. So she is the one he aims to please. He bows to thee and offers his life and blood. She refuses thy offer and he slashes his arm for her. Then leaves hoping she will understand. That they were made for each other...
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