(This post if for the death category) And there’s blood everywhere… worse than the smell, sticky looking, shiny, wet, scarlet… blood soaks the walls like paint, dripping… only it dries faster than paint. This is fresh… too fresh… too late; they were too late, 10 minutes… 20 at most… two open doors, which one to… Continue reading The Scene
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The Scene
And there’s blood everywhere… worse than the smell, sticky looking, shiny, wet, scarlet… blood soaks the walls like paint, dripping… only it dries faster than paint. This is fresh… too fresh… too late; they were too late, 10 minutes… 20 at most… two open doors, which one to choose? Both gaping maws… both roaringly dark…… Continue reading The Scene
vampire story, written by undead gothic
I wasn’t always like this, before the day I got bit, 200 years ago, I was just your regular merchant, that didn’t give a damn more or less about the world around me. I didn’t care about anything… except of course my money and myself.
Again
Once more, the pain grasps me, pulls me from my false world of ‘logical’ thoughts and supposed contentment into the abyss of darkness that is real. The sadness; I can feel it rising up within me, consuming me, breaking me, controlling me. Its hold is so powerful.