trillianharlequin
I had forgotten everything he ever told me. Of the future he promised and the past that i wasn't suppose to remember. Yet he left me here and alone, on the marble of our home. The thirst of blood consumed me and I let out a strangled cry.
The blanket wrapped around my shoulders felt secure after the terrible ordeal. The body lay in a bloody heap at the bottom of the staircase, the adrenalin still wearing off.
The bear sniffed around the deserted campsite, looking for anything to eat. The fire had cleared out most of the vegetation and the campers in the area in a quick secession.
The chaos in the streets was stifling as Marybeth tried to push her way through. The cause of it was unknown, but fires and broken windows lay scattered on either of her.
The myth between creatures of unknown has always crawled through the minds of man. Marcus believed that that dragons of old still roamed the earth and he would be damned if he didn't simply didn't find one.
The Common room was filled with children as the new year at the local boarding school began. It was normal for one to feel nervous, but Mark refused to be like the others. In fact, he was excited, more then anything, looking forward to the Dream Reading class that followed an Anthropology course.
The knife slid through the easy flesh of the pumpkin as i began to carve a smile onto its face. The carving part was slightly easy, but not by much, it was right up there with removing its innards.
The beach was hot beneath my feet. People swam in the waves or played vollyball with one another. The scent of a BBQ was everywhere, answered by the birds who flew over head.
The tide came in as the moon rose higher in the sky. I looked at her, my lovely Scarlett, her red hair bellowing in the sea air. The moon reflected off the water to cast a pale glow on her and I just wanted to take her in my arms.