Young girl when the men

Came and killed her family.

She was not like them.

Niether was her family.

The men who killed

Her parents hunted the

Sylphs like the unicorns

And killed almost all of them.

 

Marche escaped into the

Lands of the Vampires.

They bit her to make her

One of them, but it was not to be.

 

Marche was a sylph-

An air elf who was

Born with magic

Flowing in her veins.

Her hair was long and dark

Her eyes were silver

Like the moonbeams

Resting on the night jasmines

 

Marche grew up with

The Vampires and found

Her cause was similar to theirs.

They hated the cruel men

Who killed without mercy.

 

The Vampires were long forbidden

Into the lands of men.

But with Marche leading them

They would wreak their vengance.