I am Lamia
My home is within the shadows of darkness of the United Kingdom.
I have haunted many a dark night, but it doesn’t make me ancient.
Some who first meet me,
find me intimidating, then they get to know me…..
and make up there own minds
which often is quite different from first impressions.
Those that are still intimidated by me, all I can say is
"You havent got to Know me".
Try harder if you have the courage.
The ancient Greeks believed that the Lamia was a vampire who stole little children to drink their blood. She was portrayed as a snake-like creature with a female head and breasts. Usually female, but sometimes referred to as a male or a hermaphrodite.
According to legend, she was once a Libyan queen (or princess) who fell in love with Zeus. Zeus' jealous wife Hera deformed her into a monster and murdered their offspring. She also made Lamia unable to close her eyes, so that she couldn't find any rest from the obsessing image of her dead children. When Zeus saw what had be done to Lamia, he felt pity for her and gave his former lover a gift: she could remove her eyes, and then put them on again. This way, though sleepless, she could rest from her misfortune. Lamia envied the other mothers and took her vengeance by stealing their children and devouring them.
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Sweetest Night, Mistress Mine,
A toast to thee with mortal wine;
Ivory daggers part the skin,
In search of nectar held within.
Moonlight... fangs... glitter... shine...
Harvesting the human vine;
Flowing freely, drinking deeply...
Feel the feral lust begin.
Eternal game... Hunter... Prey;
Mortal always slower, they...
Instincts send them running, madly;
It always ends the same, badly.
Run or fight matters not tonight,
The end will be the same.
As blood flows, terror goes,
In this never ending game.
Chase them, tease, feed their fear...
Whisper in their dying ear;
Too soon 'tis done, they are gone...
Coming soon the hated dawn.
The House of Caomhnóir-an-Eolas