Cont. Fr. Friday, Oct. 23, 2009
Raven black hair whipped across her face as she stared out over the city lights. The wind crashing through her ears and around her tall figure atop the skyscraper. Trying to deny her hunger, she thinks of Darius. Her eyes softening instantly at the thought of his strong face and deep forever-changing eyes. Regretting her denial she stoops low on the rooftop and leaps forward, free-falling downward. Her favorite part of what she had become, the exhilarating falling sensation.The freedom of flight, without flying. Spotting her next meal, she sweeps down beside a dumpster and walks casually out of the alley. Following the man to his car, she opens the passenger door and steps in. He looks over at her, a surprised and shocked look on his face, but words don't escape his mouth as her eyes change and he laughs and starts the car. During the drive he chatters to her as if they had known each other for years. She hated deceiving innocents, but she had to eat somehow. They round a bend in the road and he pulls over and looks at her quietly, waiting. She looks at him again and leans toward him sliding his tie loose and pulling his collar down to unveil his throat. She slides across the seat, into his lap, straddling him. She kisses his cheek and whispers in his ear, a gentle "Sorry." Moving her mouth lower on his throat, she bites into the tender flesh covering the artery. Blood gushes into her mouth and she moans with pleasure at the rush, the satisfaction. As she finishes, she wipes the memories from his mind and steps from the vehicle, leaving him to awaken later, confused and wondering. With a thought she breaks into a run and disappears faster than the human eye could trace.
Monday, October 26, 2009
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