RECOGNITION. (#5 in The Dark Angel Saga.)
Classidia cried within the dark
For the sweet life-blood and love she craved,
She has not fed for three nights now,
Since her undead life was saved.
Endless questions without answers
Repeated in her tortured brain;
Just how could one such as she,
Ever, fall in love, again?
But her heart would not let her forget,
The face she saw when she awoke,
Of the mortal that had rescued her,
Or his deep, rich voice, when he spoke.
There was no doubt within her now
He was her long dead lover;
Killed years ago by Nemset
She knew, she could love, no other.
What cruel games did fate conspire
That he should be reborn?
To save The Dark Angle of the night
From the coming of the dawn?
But these thoughts would have to wait,
Classidia knew, she had to feed,
And flew from her dark hiding place
To find the blood, to slake her need.
A choked off scream told the story
That another villainous life had ended,
And Classidia glowed with eerie beauty,
As if that, was what the Gods, intended.
Her strength restored, s