Welcome to the bright part of the dark side.
“Lie close,” Laura said,
Pricking up her golden head:
“We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?”
“Come buy,” call the goblins
Hobbling down the glen.
My name is Dracula. I am a vampire and I tend to live within my imagination. I fail to see what's wrong with that. :p
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