A.N.: Ok, lemme get a few things straight. The character of "the vampire"
is Lestat. The father and daughter can be Louis and Claudia, Marius and
Pandora or just random people. I wrote this because I was bored and now
prepare to be bedazzled! (is that a word?)
The Vampire
Narrator: Who rides so late, Through night and wind? 'Tis the father with his child. He folds the girl, close in his arms He clasps her securely, He holds her warmly
Father: My daughter? Why do you hide, Your face so anxiously?
Daughter: Father, don't you see the vampire? The vampire with his Eyes and fangs?
Vampire: Dear child, come, go With me! I'll play the prettiest games with you! Many colored flowers grow along the shore, my mother has many golden garments!
Daughter: My father! My father! Don't you hear? The vampire is whispering Promises to me?
Father: Be quiet, stay quiet my Child The wind is rustling in the dead leaves
Vampire: My lovely girl, will You come with me? My servants shall wait Upon you. My servants lead off In the dance every night And cradle and dance And sing you to sleep
Daughter: My father, my father! Don't you see? There, the vampires minions in the shadows?
Father: My daughter I see It clearly The old willows Look so gray.
Vampire: I love you! Your beautiful Figure delights me! And if you are not willing, Then I shall use force!
Daughter My father! My father! The vampire has taken hold of me! The vampire has bitten me!
Narrator: The father shudders He rides swiftly on He holds in his arms, The groaning child He reaches the courtyard Weary and anxious And in his arms, The child was dead.
FIN
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The Vampire
Narrator: Who rides so late, Through night and wind? 'Tis the father with his child. He folds the girl, close in his arms He clasps her securely, He holds her warmly
Father: My daughter? Why do you hide, Your face so anxiously?
Daughter: Father, don't you see the vampire? The vampire with his Eyes and fangs?
Vampire: Dear child, come, go With me! I'll play the prettiest games with you! Many colored flowers grow along the shore, my mother has many golden garments!
Daughter: My father! My father! Don't you hear? The vampire is whispering Promises to me?
Father: Be quiet, stay quiet my Child The wind is rustling in the dead leaves
Vampire: My lovely girl, will You come with me? My servants shall wait Upon you. My servants lead off In the dance every night And cradle and dance And sing you to sleep
Daughter: My father, my father! Don't you see? There, the vampires minions in the shadows?
Father: My daughter I see It clearly The old willows Look so gray.
Vampire: I love you! Your beautiful Figure delights me! And if you are not willing, Then I shall use force!
Daughter My father! My father! The vampire has taken hold of me! The vampire has bitten me!
Narrator: The father shudders He rides swiftly on He holds in his arms, The groaning child He reaches the courtyard Weary and anxious And in his arms, The child was dead.
FIN
R/r this and my other stories pleaaaaaaaaaaaaase!!!!