Vlad’s Valentine

Vampire is that mess for me

I have a sweet tooth you see

Dear lady, this sweet is for you

Make in Eton, with love true.

Vampire what can I say

A treat for me on Valentine’s Day.

Yes my dear, but it comes with strings.

If you eat it you will grow fangs and wings.

Vampire I think I can live with that

I’ll even consort with your black cat.

Then my lady let’s away

We make spooky love come on lets play.

Thursday photo prompt: New #writephoto

Standing in the golden glow of dawn they felt the true meaning of “A New Day” . They could see for miles from here, sadly there was nothing much left to see.

It looks just like the books showed it to be but not as colourful. The light though, they had never seen anything like it, nor had they felt this warmth upon their faces. They were glad of their eye protectors.

Those who had last walked free up here had been dead at least fifty years now. These two, Adam and Eve, were the first two chosen to walk the earth since the nuclear holocaust had excelorated the climate change. Making planet Earth inhabitable.

They had been tasked with the job of reconnaissence to find out if it was finally safe to emerge from underground. The first couple to walk the earth for two hundred years.

They sampled the water and tested it, they took geiger counter readings, and samples of the as many plants the could find. The amount of insects amazed them, there were so many.

They spent a week working. The night before their return they were so excited about being the bearers of good news. It was, at last safe for the masses to return above ground.

The next day they started the long journey home, they were looking forward to some fresh grown food and a rest from the light and the weather.

They were greeted by the elders and passed on their findings.

Eve unwittingly also passed on an invisible virus.

The virus was virulent it wiped out every single survivor within a month. Millions died no one survived, it started inocently with a sneeze. Soon all of the animals died too. The crops wasted and withered, only the insects survived.

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