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There's a puddle of blood on the floor.
Flowing in deranged patterns,
splattered along the edges.

Drip, dripping from up above,
in slowly collecting drops,
spilling downward as gravity pulls.

The deep red mask of the crimson embrace.
Leaving a flavor for the Vampyre to taste.

Eyes of intense furiosity,
drawn to the glow,
of the liquid fire spilling below.

The puddle of blood.
Scent drawing the hunger into being.
Bloodlust uncontrolling,
a reminder of the cause,
the origin of the flow.

Looking above as the smell draws one near,
can be seen as the sacrifice made.
Made by the willing,
the unwary donor.

Unaware of the dangers at risk,
giving of ones self in complete trust.
Freely offering the soul to be consumed.

Traces of energy outpour,
along with the stream of freshly spilled plasma.
Continue to collect in the masses beneath.

Puddle of blood.
So full of life.
So full of death.
Energy empowering.
Given away for the Vampyre's strength.
Will in return become your downfall.
Your weakness in the end.

End of all ends.
End of all roads.
End of all paths.
Leading to the untimely finale.

The Reaper awaits at the gates.
Shadowed by darkness to conclude your fate.
Fate that has now been written,
and come to an end.

Puddle of blood,
so beautiful and serene.
The energy of life drained.

Puddle of blood on the floor,
shall open that closed door,
to the underworld once more.