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A Creature, whose skin shimmers like gold, runs through the plains glorying in its physical perfection. A large unkempt mane of golden hair flows behind it like a thousand shinning strings of gold, its deep and wild sea blue eyes scan the horizon before staring lovingly at the blazing sun.
Its long athletically muscled legs pound rhythmically against the earth not of sweat gleams on its tall muscled and naked frame. Its head turns to the right and stops. His eyes stare longingly at the animal eating from the earth.
Its claws long to rend, to tear and the hunger rises. The smell of blood drifts slowly into its small rounded nose.
A low growl escapes from its mouth and it lowers to all fours slowly, carefully approaching the animal as it has done a thousand times before and as before not a sound dares to alert the creature to its presence. Just a few more steps and it would be time…
The animal raises its head as if aware something was wrong. It was now fear the creature could smell and a shiver of pleasure trembled through its frame, just a few more steps…
The creature leaps. Its claws tearing into the back of the animal, blood sprays from the two wounds, and the animal rears in panic fleeing its unseen attacker. The creature howls its joy waiting sadistically savoring every second the smell of fear growing stronger and stronger before leaping once again into its flurried rhythmic dance.
The dance ends all too soon and anger rises as the dance as once again the creature is upon the animal leaping and bringing down its prey a fountain of blood gush’s as his claws again rend and tear.
The creature sits to enjoy its feast and it tears a large piece of flesh from the corpse.
And as before its stomach cramps, Panic rises the creature stands as if to run then darkness envelopes. The creature opens its eyes to see the last dying rays of the sun sink into the earth a feeling of great sadness settles within the creature…
A pale silvery light begins to radiate from the creature its golden skin fading until it becomes as white and cold as snow. Its long golden mane of hair becoming shorter and shorter changing into a silver so pure it would seem the stars themselves fell from the sky and into his hair, his deep and wild sea blue eyes turning to the deepest green and a look of complete sadness can be seen. They are also slitted like those of a cat.
His short, stubby, clawed hands grow longer and longer the claws disappearing leaving the long slender fingers in their place He grows even taller his muscles stretch becoming thinner more lithe, two long fangs emerge from his mouth before sliding back into the recess’s of his mouth. The silvery light fades and he stands, his shoulder length hair falls neatly into place.
He nearly collapses as a almost irrisistible urge tries to pull his brain from its sanctuary His thoughts jumbled with only one thing on his mind
blood!
His slitted eyes glitter in the darkness as he sees the mutilated corpse in front of him. For a moment he wonders how he got were he stands and what happened to the dead animal.
Then his fangs sink into the dead creatures throat the red nectar enters his mouth slides down his throat he can feel the ecstasty rising…
Then his heart lurches DEAD!, cold, thin blood he leaps back as if poisoned his heart beats faster and faster then stops.
He must feed!
He looks to his right then left, seeing the many glistening ivory towers pointing defiantly like spears to the stars.
A name flashes into his head
Teoduìen
A picture of a man walking through the familiar hills a
beautifull women beside him…..
The picture fades as he struggles in vain to see the man walking
beside this beauty
HE MUST FEED!
He walks towards the towers, slowly surely and with a feline
grace.
It was his wife he must reach his wife!!!!
The overwhelming dizziness returns
HE MUST FEED!!!
With sadness in his eyes he spies a young women walking
stealthily away from the towers his fangs
slide from their hiding place and he approaches.
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By Yniere
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