Tonight I hunted for my meal. It wasn't that hard to find. Mortals are always looking for a wayout of thier dreary existence. You can find one so willing now a days. They all seem to think that there is no reason to live anymore that they practically beg to be extinguished. Mortals make my existence so much more easier for me by the wasting of their lives. You don't really have to choose a meal anymore, they throw themselves at you most of the time. But the thrill of the hunt is always nice to have. It revives your instincts, your lust for blood, you need to go on. There really should be more of those kind out there. The kind that make you look for them. The ones that think that they can fight you off. That think that they are better than you last meal. I think that those are the most entertaining ones. Makes the blood get all excited. And they always taste so much sweeter with all of that adrenaline flowing in their veins. Yes, I think that the chase is in order for tonight. Hope that you have had your chase lately.
I once dreamed of a world of eternal night. It was quite beautiful. All of the stars were shining, not a cloud in the sky. The cool breeze gently lifted my hair around my face as I looked across the vast ocean. The waves welcomed me into their dark depths. Asking me to join them and see the wonders of the dark waters. Their plea was quite nicely made. The rhythm of them slapping against the shore hypnotic. Lulling me into a sense of security. Unfortunately, the hunger called me back to reality. A reality where I was waiting for the night to come so that I could feed. But...it was such a nice dream.
I lay here in the dark, listening to the clatter of the people's feet above me. What is so interesting during the day that they all have to rush like mad cattle from place to place? Everything seems so much more hurried for them than it is for me. At night, I take my time...watching, listening, waiting... Waiting for the right time to speak or to eat or even the right time to think. I like that the dark invites me willingly, without any judgements. I like that it envelopes me in its comforting arms and lets me live freely. The night and the dark allow me the freedom to explore myself and others....while the light makes everything so stark and bright...so harsh and cruel. Where do they go that is so important that they can't cherish what they have? I don't know but I will continue to lay here and listen and hopefully learn.....
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