In the vampire world, there is a legend
A tale of twin swords of night and day
These blades were held by the Vesperas
A generational family of vampire hunters
The sword of dawn shimmers with gold
Light rays bouncing off the Damascus steel
Slaughtering hundreds of undead with ease
Till it was hidden away till the direst of times
The sword of dusk emanates a violet hue
Twas a reflection of humanity’s inner night
Wielded by only the strongest
Lest the dark consume their soul
Rumors say that the twins were once whole
Yet no one has bound them back together
The truest form of humanity is dusk and dawn
Or perhaps that word is twilight…
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