The summer of 1699
My parents had different versions
But all versions
No matter how many times they changed
Ended up the same.
And eventually here and now,
Five children and several centuries later,
Founders of modern Vampire Culture and lore
Oh to be a bat on the wall of their history…a witness to it all.
He said it was the darkest of moonless nights,
She said she was running across the park
Under the King’s trees.
Both said it was love at first sight.
They recognized each other for what they were,
Creatures of the night
Believers in a new age
A philosophy of reason and choice
A light in their darkness
A truth to their spirits.
Along the path they walked,
That she was beautiful
That he was stunning
That they belonged
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~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman