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The Vampire in History
They swept across the Bosphorus and into Eastern Europe with a vengeance, conquering the squabbling Slavs with ease. With them, they brought their middle eastern civilization, and some of their beliefs, but mostly they brought suffering. Suffering in the form of syphilis, leprosy, smallpox, tuberculosis... and God Himself seemed to turn against them, sending flood, earthquakes, and plague.


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April 30, 2007 (Yahoo! News / GEORGETOWN, Guyana) -- A crowd of Guyanese villagers lynched an elderly woman they accused of being an evil spirit who drinks the blood of human babies, police said Monday. Authorities in the South American country said the woman raised suspicions with unusual behavior and was set upon by villagers who apparently believed she was an "Old Higue" — the equivalent of a vampire in the local Obeah religion that blends folk magic and African rituals.


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09: The Occurrences of the Night at the Hall. -- The Second Appearance of the Vampyre, and the Pistol-shot.
Despite the full and free consent which Flora had given to her brothers to entrust her solely to the care of her mother and her own courage at the hall, she felt greater fear creep over her after they were gone than she chose to acknowledge.

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*looks at LB as she walks up beside them...watches Demon put both the girl and her dog to sleep and smiles as he follows them back to the Inn*


Very interesting...very interesting indeed.


*as they enter the Inn DE walks to the bar and pours water into a glass and some into a bowl for the dog...then follows Demon and LB up to the girl's room...sets the glass on the nightstand beside the girl's bed and the bowl on the floor for the dog*


Can't have them mistreated, now can we? *smiles* At least not yet.

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I speak when there's no light in the skies
Reflecting dark in mysterious eyes,
Those who worship know me well,
I hear thier voices rise and swell,


With pride I lend the pure my light
Softly illuminate thier night,
I boldly lend the flame my wick
To feel the fire rising quick,


I give my heart to those in need,
My wax melts, I gently bleed,
But time will end my nightly strife
For at my bottom ends my life.


Sylph
March 11, 2002

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