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The Blood Countess: Beauty is the Beast

Her alabaster skin turns translucent by night.
Her hair, ebony black, glistens in the moonlight
But only to deceive her unfortunate prey
Beneath a masquerade of ruffles and lace lurks evil
Twisted desires for youth eternal
To have drank blood and bathed in crimson
So was the fate of 600 virgins
She is The Blood Countess, The Lady of Cachtice
But cleverly disguised
The mark of the beast carved into her hands
Written by FragileSmile
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