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GENOCIDE - intro - Blood Thirst Lust
GENOCIDE - intro - Blood Thirst Lust They flew the nights in search of their prey, And had learned from thier teacher, The wolves. They shown how to find the weak and unwilling victims of the blood thirst lusts that had made them hunt. Who would they take? Only the most worthy would be allowed more then a death. Some were just pawns used to further the clans of each house. They were the immortal ones whose crests were vanished from history. None were left behind, they all became invisible to the days and searched the nights. We prayed for rest and watched as everyone we had loved pass. To have given our curse would not have been right. Lone hunters we remain. Loves lost and lives past were only memories, now hazed with the clouds of eternity. At dawn we rested, weary from our evil tasks. The taste of human flesh and the warm blood still on our tongues. It is never sleep, only rest for a fleeting moment that lasted until the suns setting rays fell behind the earth. Days became weeks. months into years decades of self destruction and always being alive. If only one day we could find eternal sleep, the thing stolen, that lasting bliss of mortality we had lost, time and again. Then we would go out each night to search and hunt. This became the madness we all shared. Nothing could fulfill the passions of our dreams awoken and never realized. Eternity became the nightmare. Tears were all gone and not a one could ever escape from our ever looking eyes that were always awaken seeing all that we loved turn old and die. It was our fantasy that was our torments. Some think they know one and we wont ever admit to our sins. Living forever life never ending, watching others grow. Age could not find us. No sickness or cause would ever stop the way we survived. The romance of lost souls who never suffer from carnal ways was not how we thought it would be, when we drank from the cup that pulsed through their veins. Madness filled our<b> brains </font></b>and we could not escape the reasoning that had taken us from the pasts ways .No future would exist when there was no lasting memories that held our minds captive. Even the Banshee could cry in the night. Ghosts and phantasms were only spirits not gone. We were the hunters, destined to dine on the times that we shared from decisions that held us timelessly............ to be continued xxxxxxxxxxxxxx GENOCIDE |
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very sexy eyes Melisa Lasher
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Hey Mel, .........The site won’t let me read my messages,......Need a better way to converse,......I made the first post on my blog a for my eyes only,.......Meet me there,.......... Sinfully Yours, backpocket13
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4/14/2019 9:35 pm |
Thank you for your interest in my story GENOCIDE. Blood Thirst Lust is the intro. Icy Fields will be the next instillation followed by several more excerpts. Please follow the story as it unfolds. Mass murder, conspiracy, elitism, romance, mystery and intrigue will be told in this saga of love, life and death. Best Regards Melisa Moore
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Hey Mel, ..........Great Read!........I’m intrigued!......... Sinfully Yours, backpocket13
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