《The Cainian Chronicle》汐夜

4、Zillah and the crone

　　Of all my children, none so beloved
　　My sweet Zillah, none so desired
　　His tender skin,his blood so saccharine
　　I was mesmerized by his enchanting eyes
　　But he would turn from me, he had no love to me
　　Nothing I\'d provide could keep him satisfied
　　So I took to roam the wilderness alone
　　Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled crone I did see
　　Crone:\"My spell can make thee win her heart
　　Drink of my blood then we\'ll start.\"
　　Caine:\"Her(foul)blood I drank for many nights
　　And Zillah indeed became my wife.\"
　　Crone:\"The elixir hast bound thee
　　My serving thrall thou always be.\"
　　Caine:\"But after a year(and a day) his grasp(on me) had gone
　　With a stake through the heart, I left him to the dawm.\"