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Theirs is the kingdom of shadow and shade,
Of moonlight and mists that waver and fade,
Of wild, savage needs that unlock desire
To rage through the body in spiralling fire.

So easy to yield, so hard to resist
When cold hands touch and cold lips kiss,
And fur brushes soft over tingling skin
And the mind forgets what should be a sin.

They are not bound by the laws of day,
In the veils of night they play and slay.
Humans may scream in pain or delight,
It matters not to the Lords of the Night.

© Moon Shadows by Dorothy Boyd.

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Earth is our playground
And humans our playthings

Bouquet, the vampire-kin crave it. Soul-touch, the wyre seek it. Godhood, the lilan hunt it; Schahor, the N'Uran contest for it: the essence, the nectar of life, fomented through death or sex.
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