lust in eternity
he jumped over the trench,nearly crashing into the banking and just making it
to the otherside.hunger has taken it's toll on his strength.his spinning head
is barely able to register the pain of the fall.true,he has strength to over-
come his timid pursurers but it's the intoxication of vivacious smell from
evrywhere that has him bewitched into submission of fear.he has to find some
food? and quickly.this thirst,it's like a pin pierced through the chest towards
the heart,only just touching it.but every now and then,as if from a jolt,
crashes deep inside that heart and is again just outside the next moment.
there is no longing,it's the of confrontation with his vice that is the true
terror.thinking all this as he sweeps through a deserted road in this dark,
moonless night,he wonders if he should barge into a home to seek his nourishment.
he can't last another day without food and he knew he had to act quickly.
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the village was almost deserted.the drought had left people dead and helpless.
the families had left the place long ago and before someone could see what
was happenning,the whole place was almost empty.on such one day,when the sun
was it's usual hot and high,overhead suckling the little left moisture out
of the any wetness under or walking on the land,a visitor arrived in the
village.a young man with a big black stud drops in the bar just inside the
village wall/or beside the village road.except for the mancy,the barman and
rico the butcher,rest of the chairs were unoccupied.the lad drops his hat on a table near the door and walks
up to mancy.mancy,a potbellied man,on the wrong side of 35,muttered something
under his breath.the young man walks up to him and asks if they had any other
visitor come by in the past few weeks.mancy furthers the enquiry to rico,who
says,"you be the first one to drop by at this miserable part of the town.the
god,himself been left this place,long ago.the young man says,"i am marcel the
proud.i came here searching for a woman named zelda.she,be very important to
me.if ye can find anything or do know anything,let me know.meanwhile,i shall
take a bottle of your finest rum."
rico,the butcher was pacing furiously towards the other end of the village.the
sun was already beyond the mountain and the darkness engulfed the village
quite quickly.half huffing,he walks towards one of the two roofs at the edge
of the village.he nears the door of a rickety house.
an old woman approaches him from the side as he motions to knock at the door.
he tells her that the man she said would come looking for her has finally
arrived.she is going to meet/confront him.
a boy comes with the news that the young man knows that zelda lives there
and had started terrorising the village folks.he is a superhuman of some
sorts.
so,the young man in his narrative tells...or not
anyways,zelda is old and has many secrets.
the man says he has come to take revenge on the woman.the woman says that
he had already sought his revenge and taken it upon her.she says that she
knows he is different from others and he has strengths of some sorts.he says
nothing matters before his revenge.the whole place starts erupting in depris
and explosion.the few villagers(there were 6 of them) gather and run out of the
village.as rico turns one last time,he sees that the man holds the woman by
the neck,suspending in the air.
as soon as the villagers are out of her sight,zelda kicks the man and rolls
away from her enemy?..
at last she bites his head off and remarks," i hate sorcerers."
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two strangers are walking down the beach one evening.....they talk about the
endless ocean far ahead of their eyes,the wet piece of land they walk upon,
along with a very becoming sunset,all of which fills that intrepid moment of
association between them with inexplicable tension.suddenly...
form the moon,eh?"
yea,mate.i come down once every month,to look at the full moon from here."
is that so?"
yea,coz moon,you know,looks so beautiful from here.i never get to see it."
but you see the earth from there,don't you?"
oh well,it's not the same thing.if you were there,you would know."
why is that?"
it's lot's of things.there are no humans up there.and i get very thirsty when
i look at earth.lot's of blue,you know."
hmm,there's no water there on moon."
true,but i don't drink water when i am thirsty."
what do you drink?
blood.human blood."
what?!"
yea,i am a bloodseeker,you see.it's the only fuel that gets my motor running."
......#!!"
did i scare you?"
yea i am.so,are you gonna eat me now?"
nah,i don't kill humans which i like.besides,it's only evening.i usually hunt
at night."
really!!thank god for that.you scared me there for a while."
haha,don't worry.i am not going to kill you.not yet,atleast."
he grinned as he said that and then there was nothing normal once again.
...
..
.
and so the conversation again,they are talking and while walking,the sun is
almost set and they reach the shore from where sun is no more visible....
are you scared now that there is no more sun,i could kill you any time.
oh no,i am quite fine...you see i don't have much blood to entice you.
huh,how's that?
coz,you see,i am a vampire and i know you are not.what you are is fine piece
of meat with that nector flowing in you..in those beautiful veins.and it's just
a hassle to kill the prey in day light.like a lion moving in the opposite
direction of wind.i am a god amongst you mortals.i do not care for the sun or
the moon.but yes,anonimity is my disguise.now,come here you.
whoever heard of a predator living away from it's prey,huh?
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