His Vampire Countess

His Vampire Countess
By: Nico Mirolla

Residing in temptation,
Hidden from sight,
The night grows weary,
They have begun their flight,

To their castle of stone,
In the mountains above,
Secluded by trees,
And immeasurable love,

Basking in gold,
Breathing fresh air,
A massive virgin mountain,
Which none can compare,

The once empty throne,
Built with diamonds and gems,
A history of conquered kings,
And their emblems,

Immortality,
As nice as it seems,
It won’t disperse,
Like a fantasy or dream,

An endless life of hunting nights,
Awaiting every bite,
Evading the light,
Deciding wrong from right,

Stomach growing empty,
Blood runs thick,
Enough life to steal,
They take their pick,

A terrible mistake,
She found the wrong blood,
Hunting by the lake,
This Liken camouflaged by mud,




He comes to save her,
A brief flash of light,
Her one and only monsieur,
The ever fading night,

Colder then ice,
Whiter then snow,
The skin is transparent,
So clear that it glows,

Dark hair of night,
Curls in the breeze,
Winding and turning,
Like leaves on the trees,

Golden brown eyes,
A history of lies,
Withholding the skies,
The inexorable demise,

Holding in his arms,
As she bleeds out,
He still charms,
Every minute about,

Rushing her home,
Her life fading fast,
To his unknowing,
She has past,

His everlasting sorrow,
Lingering pain,
He takes his own life,
He takes it not in vain,

He will meet her again,
He has achieved success,
He now knows he has found,
His Vampire Countess

The Rickety Escape

The Rickety Escape

By: Nico Mirolla

Jack awoke to the sound of vacuums, his bones cold on the dark December morning. “Psst. May? May, you there?” Jack whispered in the dark. “Whistle if you can hear me.”

Jack reached out his hand to feel for May. A loud clanking sound shot across the room, reverberating off the walls. “Why didn’t you say anything?” Jack rushed, trying to suppress his volume. “We need to get out tonight. I can feel it, tonight is the night.” Jack looked at May. “No, I don’t say that every night!” he protested in defense.

The vacuums unnaturally loud sound moving past the door made Jack drop his arms and fall into the, ‘default position’. It passed and the sound faded, making Jack aware that the vacuum was venturing further and further away. He rose again. “Let’s go.”

Jack was suspended by a simple hook on a metal rod over the top of him, easily separated with a swift thrust of the hips. Jack quickly detached himself, turned, grabbed May’s cart with ease and rolled him to the door. He took hold of the handle and made his best attempt to turn it.

“It’s locked, we need a key. May, help me find a key.” Jack tip-toed to the desk of Captain Hatch and began raiding the drawers of their contents like a raccoon in a garbage pale.

“Pwn! Found one!” he yelled in excitement. Immediately realizing the projection of his voice, he sunk his head down into his shoulders. May was still where Jack had left him. “You didn’t even look!” Jack accused. “Sometimes I wonder if you really do want to escape.” He strode back to the door.

“Okay, we’ll open the door then run out to the hallway on the right.” Just then the vacuum passed by the door with a roar that almost made Jack’s spinal column decalcify. Startled, like a small child that has seen a bug, he jumped.

As his excitement passed, he put an open palm against May’s sternum. “Be quiet okay?” his rhetorical question was left to the silence. Jack used the key and fluidly turned it and the handle simultaneously. Jack pushed open the door. The hallway was as dark as the room they had just escaped; the only visible light came from the vacuum at the end of the passageway.

“It’s clear, let’s go.” Jack whispered as he grabbed hold of May’s cart. Jack thrust his back against the opposite wall with May beside him. “We’re so close.” he whispered anxiously. Jack, as quietly as a skeleton could manage, moved to the perpendicular cross section of the south hall. He looked to May. “Okay, you peek around the corner and tell me if there’s any potential for trouble.”

Jack moved May to the corner and pushed him out briefly then returned him immediately. “Anything? What do you mean you don’t remember!? Remember this time!” Jack was becoming irritable as he tried to calm himself.

May’s cart swung out to the hallway then back in a flash, his body swung recklessly back and forth. “Is it clear? You couldn’t tell!?” Jack almost lost it. “Fine I’ll do it myself.”

Keeping his back as close to the wall as possible, Jack moved passed May, he peaked around the corner. “Clear.”

Jack made his run to the end of the hallway passing Govert’s class, the Hollingsworth’s. “We’re almost out. We just have to get out these doors, then up the stairs to the gate where you’ll…” Jack turned to look at May. “May!?” He shrieked in terror. May was still at the cross section of the hall.

Jack quickly ran back and grabbed the cart. May’s body swung in the opposite direction as he yanked the cart toward the east end of the hall. They made their way to the doors again; this time, Jack was exhausted.

“What in the world were you thinking?” Jack forced himself to speak though he was out of breath. “Don’t do that ever again!”

Jack let out a sigh, “Okay, we’re almost out, as I was saying before I discovered how prone you are to getting us caught, we have to get passed these doors to the outside, and then you’ll check left, and I’ll check right.” May’s face was like stone, never changing. Jack looked down at his hands, “You don’t seem too excited, we’re about to escape.” Jack pronounced. “This is the day we’ve been waiting for ever since you arrived.”

He opened the door to the outside. As he pulled May’s cart to the edge of the door: the wheel got caught on the lip of the threshold, causing the cart to tilt forward almost falling over. May’s body swung and hit Jack. “Holy Biscuits!” He quickly caught May using every bone in his body to upright the cart.

It was dark and overcast outside; the moon was hidden by thick clouds and the second floor’s balcony. There was a subtle breeze blowing, passing the smell of dairy through the building. Jack pulled May cautiously through the open door. They were outside.

“We made it!” Jack jumped as high as he could in excitement, but when he did, he discovered a mind boggling obstacle surrounding the building: an eight foot tall iron fence. His excitement grew to worry. Jack grabbed May’s cart and wheeled him to the edge of the southeast stairs. He fell to his bony knees as the obstacle became clear by the opening in the clouds revealing the moon light.

“NOO!”

They had been locked in the school for so long that they had never known about the closed campus policy that had gone into effect only a few years ago. All the years of planning, all the years of torment, all the years of false hope, gone to waste.

“I guess we’ll have to wait for a new day. A day with no cages. A day without locks and restrictions. That will be the day when the chains will fall to our feet, and we are freed. But for now, I can only hope to be with you, my best friend, till that day does come.”

Jack looked up at May from the edge of the steps with astonishment and understanding in his eyes.

“I would love to.”