A BOOK OF FABLES, IT'S PAGES NOW BADLY WORN AND TORN. TO THE CHILDREN OF LIGHT AND OF THE DARK, YES, ALL IS DIFFERENT FROM THAT, THAT WHICH THEY WERE TAUGHT TO BELIEVE, INJUSTICE NOW IS THAT, THAT WHICH THEY ARE TO RECEIVE! A TIME OF UNCERTAINTY IN THE RELM, WHERE THE ANCIENT ONES', THE ELDERS WERE ONCE TO RULE. NOW IN THEIR PLACE THE PRETENDER AND THEIR KIND, JUST A DISENCHANTED FOOL! TO LIE, CHEAT AND STEAL, THE OH SO WICKED, THE OH SO SUREAL. FIELDS AND FIELDS OF FLOWERS, BEAUTIFUL WERE THEY. THEN CAME THE UNSIGHTLY WEED, TO OVER RUN, FOR THE BLOOMING WAS DONE, TO TAKE TO THE WIND, DID AN EVIL AND ITS SEED! BASED ON SOMETHING FAR WORSE THAN GREED, ALL THAT THE CHILDREN WERE AND STOOD FOR AND THEIR INNOCENCE, THIS THE VAMPIRE CAME TO DISTROY, DRAIN AND BLEED! ! ! ! BY ANTHONY RUBINO
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