Lord Vlad

Once upon a time, during the middle age,
there was an odd man as pale as a book page.

He had his own fief and lived in a castle.
He also had an army and even some vassals.

He used to walk around during moonlit nights,
But he was never seen when the sun was bright.

No one ever dared to stare at his eyes.
They were shiny, red and seemed to hide lies.

He never grinned, smiled or nod.
There was no explanation, he was just odd.

But he had one secret he told nobody:
He had to drink blood to strengthen his body.

By Maru Rosich