I raise my head from his body, licking my lips as I taste the last drops of his lifeblood.
I smell it in the air, the rich, heavenly, exquisite aroma. The blood shrouds the carnage, lacing corpses like redolent wine.
Bodies that I have tasted lay surround me, having pleased my lust for those few blissful seconds. I have virtually left nothing, devouring anyone I could lay my hands on in the midst of my desire.
I had ravaged myself on their sweet succulent flesh; dining, sampling, savouring the ungodly taste of the divine. Now, bones were almost all that remained, bone marrow sucked dry, shattered into fragments. Shards protruding from disengaged limbs and smashed collar bones. I lay down again in the pool of blood exuding from his lacerated skin.
Turning my head I gazed into his soulless eyes, the dark blue of the irises appearing black in the moonlight. They had been frozen in shock when I first struck him, but now they were as emotionless as his body. The soul that had once resided behind those eyes was long gone.
I reached forward and slipped my fingers into his eye socket. Twisting the eyeball I broke the optic nerve and brought the white orb to my lips. I bit into it languidly as I rose once more, letting the acidic juices run down my chin. They splattered down onto the man burning droplet sized lesions on his face, but I didn't notice as I was already scrutinizing my surroundings for more sustenance.
That's when I saw her.
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Hunger
HorrorI hear the sirens wailing in the distance, it's time for me to leave my most recent meal to be grieved over. When they get here the paramedics will wonder what kind of monster could do this to his own species. They will scream in horror at their di...
