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The Vampire Queen
There is a queen to the blood court
She sits on the thrown
Her head held high
She is pristine
She is beautiful
Her lips are a pale soft pink
Like a rose in soft moonlight
Her hair is a dark crimson red
Like the reflection of a roaring fire
Reflecting off of a fresh pool of blood
Spilled after a battle
Her eyes shown a shiny gold
Like a gold dragons scales after taking a swim
With a dancing fire of mischief shining with in there depths
Her thrown room was the size of a great ball room
It was littered with red and black velvet couches
Chairs that looked as if they were from another time
Her loyal subjects were conversing among themselves
She sat there looking over her vampire brethren
A small smile playing across her face
She stands and announces she is taking her leave
She walks down the halls of her castle
Her guards following close behind
She passes many doors on the way to her bed chambers..
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