the wind flys through my
hair as I run in the woods.
I smell the sweet scent of blood,
Bears run ,I give chase. Fangs deep in warm fur as I take the life of a creature more dark than I. Lifeless I leave the corpse, drained of blood.
COMMENTS
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JaneFlanagan
03:33 Jul 27 2009
I do try to not take the life of mortals unless I have
no choice in the matter.
SonoKageEnzeru
10:10 Jul 28 2009
nice
DeadDesire
00:28 Sep 10 2009
I like this. It is easy to envision as I read it.