Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25002432-20180619152334

''Hair in the innocent white Eyes in the dangerous red but the soul itself is in the deathly black''

''It may seem that it sight is weak but do not be fooled, it's hiding its terror ''

Cold, grey, and tempestuous Lasted for minutes, hours, days flashes of lights and sounds of thunders Best to not be outside this time again

(so this is just the start of the poem I'm writing. To summarize it, It's about a man that finds an injured albino child, who is supposedly blind. The man takes the child in and has him as his own. Some strange occurrences come up, and at the end, it is revealed that the child is a monster that manipulates people for their advantages and kills them. But with this time, it's different because the vampire had a personal conflict with the man in their previous life.

So yeah, I did it as a poem story form because I think it would fit the tone of it.) 