~ A flashback ~
The innocent sheeples, the herd all gathered, complaining about the rising cost of their health, cursing the vampires who live in castles up high. “The vampires always have the best medicine, wine for the soul” they shout. The king, hearing their desperate cries, imposed an idea to ease the herd’s frowns, to bind those greedy, blood-sucking, vampires. A new decree was issued, sold as carrying the weight of little gold, possibly even free. Well, that was the plan. Quickly, in the fog of night, the vampires stormed the castle of the king to remind him that nothing is free. “We must have blood”, they cried. The king knew this all along, just waiting to devise a new decree, a new law, a law that would benefit not just the vampires, but the king himself, his household included. Time continued on in the mist of the night, all in secret chambers, the vampires and the king crafting a plan, the salvation of all.
~ Present Time ~
Just look! The herd is happy, traveling back to their humble abodes, back under the shadow of the vampire castles, for they thought to rise up in militant force, possibly to even travel to lands afar, to find new kings, new saviors of their cause. Yet, they breathed in the fog, the misty innocence cast down from the lofty castles of old ways, the vampire blood of the king was again united. The herd cared not, for they had always risen before, yet lacked the strength to fight long. No, it was best to ease life under the watchful eye of the same blood-sucking, vampires that fed off them before. Yet, one thing is odd. The herd no longer as keen to the vampire’s attire, even the wings of the prior, for the vampires changed their looks, rearranged their painted faces with different shades of makeup, switched their wardrobe, and temporarily hid their wings behind their backs. “All is grand”, say they to the herd, “Relax, for we will all be gathered together, like ole times, during the feast of blood and wine!”
Copyright © 2013, Snow Luminos ™, David J. Hinkle