Heart Torn Asunder Prologue
In the year of our lord 1442 the Turkish Sultan enslaved 1,000 Transylvanian boys to fill the ranks of his army. These child slaves were beaten without mercy, trained to kill without conscience, to cave blood of all who defied him…the Turks.
From among these boys one grew into a warrior so fierce that entire armies would retreat in terror at the mention of his name. Vlad the Impaler Son of the Dragon. Sickened by his monstrous acts Vlad came to bury his past with the dead and returned to Transylvania to rule in peace. His subjects called him Prince, I called him Husband, but the world would come to know him as…Dracula.
Daughter of the past Sultan Mehmed 1st and sister to the present Mehmed 2nd I am Dinah. For centuries the tale of the vampire Dracula has been passed down and along with each new passing generation different versions have been altered. History transformed into legend and truth into myth, but despite all of this always there was one detail that remained the same. In the present day anyone who would do research on the subject of the legendary Dracula would find him to always be depicted as the very first true vampire to be created they and the recording scribes in history would be wrong. No, instead…it was me. As alternate tales of creation moved through the future generation I was invisible all but forgotten. Now history has chosen to reveal its own hidden secrets those which have thought to have been destroyed long ago in the ages.
For thousands of years I have been lost. My story begins in Transylvania.
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