Author's Note: This is Janette's retelling of Nick's coming across
The folk of Toronto, they work and they play
They
take their lifes' pleasures by night and by day
How little they know
of the perils that lay!
How many the vampires to hurt them.
Adults all pay taxes to fund the police
To
shield and protect them, and uphold the peace,
But rarely can
vampires be reasoned to cease
Once settled upon their next dinner.
The first time I saw him, he went for to dine,
Disheartened
Crusader, he drank ale or cheap wine,
By his comely complexion I knew
he'd be mine,
For I wanted him with me forever.
The next time I saw him, I motioned to come
His
pulse beating wildly, a savage's drum;
Entranced by my beauty, I felt
his heart hum
Enthralled by the throes of his passion.
Into private chambers I lured him to leap
Far
away from his comrades, into chambers deep
With a few well-placed
kisses, I brought him to sleep
While I went forth to summon my maker.
"Stop!" says the Crusader, "Pray, who
might you be
"To bravely intrude on this possible spree?"
"I shall be your friend through all Eternity,
"For
you'll soon know me as your father."
The next time he wakened, his blue eyes were gold --
Made so by a hunger for blood, as foretold
Yet worried was he
his Salvation was sold
In payment for centuries' living.
"Oh, take back your witchcraft," he cried
to his sire,
"A life with no soul is no life I desire,"
"'Tis too late, 'tis too late, my fledgeling vampire --
"You're
wed to the darkness forever."
Now he seeks to be mortal by night and by day
Through
any quick fix one might think in his way,
Though his sire would
dissuade him, his words have no weigh
To a mind that will never
believe him.
The Crusader is moving, from his master, he flees
With
the hope that some distance his heartache will ease.
Poor Crusader!
knows not his emotions must freeze,
For a hot head is bound to destroy
him.
