Bloodlust
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  • Parts 7
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  • Reads 128
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 7
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Sep 05, 2016
You know that feeling you have rarely, every once in awhile? It's hard to describe. Standing on the edge of a high cliff, or maybe at the top of a waterfall or some other drop. Holding your phone or some other valuable and feeling this powerful urge to throw it, throw it right over the edge. You feel outraged at your own brain for thinking such a thought, and you scold yourself. "But you could," your brain hisses back at you. "You could." And you grip your phone a little tighter, walk away feeling a little tense, feeling like it would be so easy to just... Let go. 
That's what it's like to be a vampire. Except a hundred times worse.
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