"When tempted, no one should say "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does He tempt anyone; but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it give...
(Happy New Year! I'm sorry I'm one month late, I've been super busy. I wish everyone who reads this a blessed 2024!)
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"Was it not You who dried up the sea, The waters of the great deep; Who made the depths of the sea a pathway for the redeemed to cross over?" - Isaiah 51:10
The flower lily represent purity, innocence and rebirth: in religious iconography, they often represent the Virgin Mary, and are also often depicted at the Resurrection of Christ. Lilies can also represent femininity and fertility.
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Stale cold water hit my face, sending shivers down my spine,as an attempt to cool my swelling wound down. It was a few hours past midnight and a gruesome pain radiating from my neck made me shoot my eyes right open, awakening me from my slumber.
I paced around my room, panicked for a few seconds, unsure if I wanted to bother the nurses in the middle of the night just because my bite mark hurt so ever as quietly I exited my room and strolled over to the restroom at the end of the hall.
At first, I tried to place a wer towel over it, but I regretted my decision only seconds after. It was so irritating that I had to remove it instantly. Then I tried splashing some water. Yet it still wasn't enough. The pain was so unbearable I felt my chest rising up and down and I grew more frustrated at the failed attempt to ease my suffering.
I was so irritated that I placed my entire neck under the faucet and let it run over my throbbing wound. It stung at first, but the coldness of the water numbed the entire area, finally gaining that sweet relief I was longing for so deeply.
I allowed it to pour for a few more moments before deciding I was satisfied completely. I closed the faucet and looked at myself in the mirror. The bite was huge and swollen, full of both black and dark red blood clots and scabs. Two weeks had almost passed and it had barely gotten any better. While I was in a coma, I had missed out on both Christmas and the New Year.
My slightly trembling hand reached out to touch my face. It was so cold, dull and out of colour. I looked like I lost at least 10 pounds and I was barely able to walk. Sleeping for so long didn't help my condition either. In fact, I felt even worse than in the beginning.
The only source of light in the room was the pale moonlight that carelessly spread its light through the hospital window. I approached it reluctantly and looked outside. A half moon... It was exactly like the one in my dream. Shivers ran down my spine as soon as the thought of that dream came up.
I looked outside at the piled up mounds of snow covering everything in sight. I tightened my grip on the window frame as all those terrifying memories kept flooding my head. Was it real? Did the vampire really have a twin who despised me? Was I in danger? And even worse... Was Bill trying to kill me?
