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A Beast In The Darkness
A Beast In The Darkness Eyelids open and pupils expand their widest aperture. Olfactories work overtime, taking in the environment. Hands hardened into fists scan my immediate surroundings. They encounter the softest of flesh. I find my prey. Tonight I feast. With tiger-like movements, I slink over and take my quarry. The animal starts and yelps, awoken from a fitful rest. For a moment they struggle, but my strength and hunger easily overcome. It shivers and grabs my powerful leg in what I assume is a final plea for life. There will be no quarter. Claws tear away pathetic cloth. Teeth bite. Tongue laps and tastes. Tonight’s catch is delicious. I will devour . As I attack, my claws enjoy the supple flesh of my kill. Pink skin still seems lively, its small hairs reacting my presence. Warmth remains as I delve into my prey, enjoying the wet, steamy heat immensely. I sink further into my spoils. My lower body grows<b> damp </font></b>with juices, each delve releasing more. My pounces cause breathy groans to escape the throat of my food. Death throes. From behind, I rip and tear into the throat of my meat, finishing it off. With a final seize, they relax and succumb. I notice a parting gift: long scratches down the sides of my thigh. Good. It is a reminder that even prey has claws. I take my fill, satiating my immeasurable hunger. Gone for now. It will come bac It always does. Covered in the leavings of my quarry, I relax and decide upon rest. With a final growl — nearly a purr — I close my dark eyes and sink back into slumber. |
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I’m not sure why the site removes various “to”s. It’s highly strange... my original copy differs. Apologies for missing words.
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