i fed again today. my animalistic nature has failed me again. the feasting of flesh is not my particular favorite hobbie. the taste of blood leaves but a bittersweet flavor that i cannot ignore. why do others of my kind not exist? am i alone?
the victim of the evening was a young girl. barely 23 from the texture of her skin. it was smooth with a fine alabaster tint. so easily torn. humans are so fragile and needy that i cannot reisit but take a small morsel such as her under my fangs. he sweet moans of both pleasure and pain are like the absolution i have sought for all of my life. but her blood is what i want.
so i sink my fangs in. twisting and biting that delecate flesh until i feel it break.
then she screams. such screams are like the messengers of heaven and my senses are too dulled to follow correctly.
i follow in my slaughter of this young woman untill i wake to my own horror. she is gone.
her light extinguished and her once flawless flesh now defiled by lacerations and punctures i lay her to the earth. for a moment i regret my actions. i have snuffed out a beautiful soul. but in my mind i pospone these regrets. for i know i am a sovereign. and sovereings have no time for regrets. this is but the feeding. my search for a reason continues.
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