The Bran and Morwenna Collection
Part 1
Initiation
He didn’t know what was waiting as he walked that morbid night
He showed the world his dark side. His raven followed him in flight
That night he planned to meet his first true love, Morwenna
But vampiric fate had cursed him that night; he didn’t get to see her
Down the dampened cobbled path that led him through the sacred ground
The tension grew around him, smothered by silence. Not a sound
And not even a while away, blessed Morwenna sat against a tree
It was two years prior to that day that Morwenna had met he.
He is the one who that night left his home carrying his pride
For at the tree, about to ask was he, for Morwenna to be his bride
But back at the sacred ground to where the silenced choked the land
Bran continued the eerie pace to do what he had planned
But as his hand had cleared the charcoal locks from across his face
His raven flew towards him where Bran picked up his walking pace
The actions of the Raven, Bran knew what they signify
But on this night, Bran had a fright, Horror from the ravens cry
In the instant of his blinking eye, Bran’s body froze in time
His vision locked on the darkness, his mind focussed on a love tales crime
And then the all bone fingers took a grip on his last breath
His head had collapsed to the darkness, exposing the virgin neck
As the peaceful torturer took from Bran what he had desired
Brans body had slumped to the floor as the vampire then retired
Choking on the gullet of blood, Bran struggled to find his mind
So alone on the dampened cobbled path, He laid there for someone to find
But solitude was the hour, he lived with one eternal breath
His eyes were still open but he was living through his death
And at the time of such a crime, Morwenna felt a chill
A saddened feeling smothered her as her eyes began to fill
She knew there must be a reason to why she started crying
But regrettably unknown to her, her first true love was dying
She slowly moved away from the tree, where their eyes first met
with deepened hesitation she paced, moving with regret
Feeling she was cheated, feeling her heart was bound
Alone she made her way to the treacherous sacred ground
So down the dampened cobbled path, her weary feet would scuff the stone
And suddenly, she knew that she, was certainly not alone
As she kept her silence, holding back the weakened tears
She saw a person lying there, a moment of all her fears
To scared to call, to scared to scream, she didn’t make a sound
So slowly she moved forward and saw Bran lying on the ground.
Her heart fell to her stomach when she saw him lying there
Her hand on him, she stroked his face, his eyes opened to a stare
A blank look came upon him, from his mouth the blood did spill
Morwenna froze in pure fright, the night around her oh so still
She graced the blood upon his face, and quickly held his head
She felt the coldness of his flesh and thought he was still dead
But his hand that lay beside him, started moving as though blind
Across his chest it slowly moved, her soul he tried to find
Morwenna’s tears unfrozen, started flooding the morbid air
She held his hand and sat him up, but he kept the endless stare
She tried to console him, tried to help him come around
He raised his head and bared his flesh, bite marks she then found
Frightened and aware , she screamed and stepped away to flee
Retreating to the darkened night away from him to see
From the way she found him, from the marks his neck received
She knew he was no mortal, and now she was bereaved
Her mind was boggled with uncertainty, clueless of what to do
She knew she would always love him and that he would love her to
But could she turn her back upon the man that she was meant to marry
So to him so calm, she grabbed his arm, Bran home she tried to carry
Weakening by the minute, Morwenna prayed for the extra vigour
And walking under moonlit sky she saw a friendly figure
Her brother who was passing saw the terror on her face
And with his help, he carried Bran, back to his homely place
As moments passed, back home at last, Bran laid upon the bed
Morwenna bowed, in attempt to shroud from what her brother said
He ask if he was attacked, was he mugged and left in the dark
But off the bed she shook her head, and revealed the vampires mark.
Her brothers eyes looked surprised as he stumbled to the door
He knew that Bran would not survive his mortal life no more
Morwenna turned to take a look at Bran’s now ashen shell
She knew that from that moment on, her love was condemned to hell
Her brother tried to call to her that its time they both should go
But Morwenna called back and told him that she cant leave him, Oh No.
“I love him and I’ll stay with him, what ever happens I’ll be strong,
And to run from him and his innocence, to me that would be wrong”
“I’ll wait to see what becomes of him and to see if he pulls through,
But if vampiric fate has beaten me, then that life I must live to,
Oh brother please forgive me, if you fail to see the reason,
To how my love should ever last to commit the mortal treason”.
©Pamela A.C. James-Blackwood 2008