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I found this poem on the back of my Vampire Vineyards Pinot Noir bottle.
But first on this earth as vampire sent,
Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:
Then ghastly haunt thy native place,
And suck the blood of all thy race;
There from thy daughter, sister, wife,
At midnight drain the stream of life;
Yet loathe the banquet which perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse.
Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the sire,
As cursing thee, thou cursing them,
Thy flowers are withered on the stem.
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Who was the first vampire you may wonder. The first vampire is a mystery in many fictional vampire worlds, and even in the real world. Century after century, countless vampires making more vampires – some ancient, some young. Where did it begin, who was the one that started it all? There are many vampire novels in print right now, only a few have asked and answered this question. Here’s a look at three of the first blood suckers…
Akasha
The queen of the vampires in The Vampire Chronicles by the amazing author Anne Rice. In the novels when Akasha was human she was originally from Uruk, or modern-day Iraq. She rose to become a Queen in Kemet, the land that would eventually become Egypt, her king Enkil ruled beside her. She was the first of the vampires and the creation of vampires was brought on by a bloodthirsty spirit. When Akasha was assassinated, the spirit Amel joined with Akasha’s soul as it rose from her body, re-entering her body through her wounds and fusing with her heart and brain to create an entirely new creature, and the vampire was born.
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Dreams
Jackson kissed my forehead, my nose, my cheek. He travelled along my jaw before planting a rough kiss on my lips. In his kiss i could feel the passion, desire, longing and carefulness. He desire matched mine, we both wished to be able to do more than this. But we couldn’t, i was fragile, breakable and non- refundable. One flinch, one face, one anything and he pulled away and my body filled with chagrin. I hated the line that was drawn between us and stopped him from showing his love for me and stopped me from experiencing the real him.
He kissed my eyelids making me close them as he planted another kiss on my lips. His lips parted and my body shivered. This was over that line for him but i didn’t care, he would pull away soon enough. His hands travelled down my arms, fingertips traced over my breast and my abdomen. He gripped my leg and wrapped it around his hip. My eyes opened in shock, this was definitely over that line, but again i didn’t care. I could feel my lips starting to swell from our kisses. Jackson kissed the hollow of my neck and he paused, he smelt the air and his eyes widen and his lips parted wider, revealing his...
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