Harkon

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A castle in the sea,
is home to a reclusive breed.
Of vampires and killers,
of carpenters and thrillers.

Inside the castle was a man,
of ferocious ambition and no tan.
He went by Harkon,
as he traveled through the land.

I met him when bringing
his daughter home.
I was rewarded for the girl's return.
"Banishment or Vampirism?" he had
asked.
I chose the
sensible one and
became one of the immortals.

My foe,
now was the
forsaken sun. It burned
my skin and boiled my blood.
Harkon spoke of a prophecy
of old. One where I could be
in control.

I learned through my
quest.
That this power none
should possess.
So I killed Harkon and kept the
prize.
I became the suns' demise.

All thanks to Harkon.

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