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The streets of her town were foggy; the houses seemed to come alive as she briskly passed them. Their eyes sparkling with flitting candle lights, the doors loomed around her like yawning mouths. She heard the bell, oh that heavy, iron bell, it made one’s eardrums bleed from the noise and the meaning; ‘They were coming.’
Her hut was another four streets away, she would never make it home in time, she had heard the stories of the ones who were caught, she had heard of the endless screams of the un-dead. Now she was going to lift her voice in harmony with them, just like her cousin had.
Unknown "---,'-,'-@" Seductive - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago

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Hearing the sudden busy town’s people who hadn’t taken the fog as a warning, she wished more than ever to have wings to fly out of this cursed life, but then again, they had wings too. She heard mothers calling children, cellar doors being bolted shut, they would be safe from the fog, they would lock themselves from the unspeakable ones, but never the screams.
Oh, her little town hid this secret well, but this month no newcomers arrived, they would have to sacrifice one of their own people. ‘Well, why not the gypsy’s daughter?’ They would ask, ‘She makes trouble anyways, telling the myths to our children, spreading falseness of our conspiracy. She knows that we feed them, she can’t be telling the towns people of our guardians!’ Indeed she had known of their plans, she had watched and waited, not telling lies, just observing. That’s why she was gone most of the day; she had seen their leader meet with her towns’ mayor and saw his beloved speech pierced by the leader.
Unknown "---,'-,'-@" Seductive - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago

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A noise behind her made the young woman start; she was hearing the whispers, what the old man sitting in the bar every night had described. He was thirty-four when he had escaped and hadn’t lived in the present times since.
They spoke of the darkness, the night air, almost casually as if they were companions of many years. She turned to run, but swerved to look straight through one of the nooses, hanging from the old oak gallows. She stared, there were no dark ropes used in the hangings, this one looked recently tied, or used. She cautiously inched towards the hanging cord, forgetting the increasing whispers. Something dripped into her extended hand, she looked and saw what looked like berry juice, resembling the kind her mother used in healing herbs. She sniffed the stuff, then warily touched her lips to it; the salty taste stung her chapped mouth, a delightful warming sensation trailed down her neck and back, like someone was running their fingers through her long hair.
Unknown "---,'-,'-@" Seductive - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago

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She turned, still licking her fingers, to see a dark hooded man, like the one her mayor talked with, slowly gliding along the ground towards her, seemingly she wasn’t afraid. She had seen this one before, he had followed her ever since her listening to the mayor’s discussion, he had watched her tend to the tables in the bar, he had stopped drunken men from following her home, she called him her ‘dark angel’, she prayed to him and wished him good hunting when she couldn’t feel his presence, she hadn’t known he was one of them. He came within a yard then held out a hand, his slender fingers held a cup of the dark drink. She walked closer trying to see his face, she saw only his full lips and stubborn chin, ‘Very handsome,’ she thought to herself and faintly smiled. She was rewarded with s smile in reply, two sharp teeth stood out among the others, she gasped, the monsters, they were the ones from myths, horrible, ugly, life-drinkers they were called.
Unknown "---,'-,'-@" Seductive - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago

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But he seemed different, it was almost beautiful the way his elegant smile barred those fateful fangs, any woman would swoon to have a man like the one standing in front of her now. His cloak didn’t hide his muscled body, he was a specimen to be admired, and feared, she took the cup from his outstretched hand and drank deeply, the salty-sweet taste made her shivering from the cold night air stop.
There was something in the bottom of the cup, a token on a chain, she lifted it out and put it on, its cold metallic feel rested just above her breasts, she felt almost as if she had been asked to marry and had accepted. She looked to the man, he smiled again and took her into the circle of his arms, she couldn’t protest, she didn’t want to, his strong arms held her up as he lowered his lips to her still dripping ones. His teeth lightly grazed her lips, but she didn’t mind, she wanted to be the sacrifice, she wanted to fly with the immortals, it was what she would do to get her revenge on the town.

Unknown "---,'-,'-@" Seductive - 16 years, 8 months, 3 days ago