4: Cast It Out
IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of Вампиры IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through еще Вампиры than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find, then Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, and finally Washington where IT would find and destroy the remaining Вампиры there.
IT liked the plan and started off, moving at a slightly еще leisurely pace. Suddenly, much like something had attacked IT from behind, IT found Itself flat on IT’s back. IT heard a low hiss in IT’s ear. “No…Do not kill the blonde…She is mine…” IT grunted and nodded standing slowly. “You’re doing well young one. Much better than I had hoped. Still, spare the blonde.” IT did not understand the need for this and as if the voice understood, it quietly сказал(-а) “I will tell Ты when you’ve found her. Continue on and know I’m watching everything Ты do.”
IT seemed undaunted by the voice and once again started north, Mexico being his first of many that would lead IT to the blonde that his master so craved.
IT did not understand why-master could have had anyone it wanted yet it simply craved this one. This one vampire that had sent master on a hell-bent mission that had led to the creation of IT and the downfall of all vampires.
IT continued on, IT’s mind still pondering over the many things master had taught IT: how to hunt, how to become invisible, how to properly use the tools master had дана IT. Then there was the numerous tests on the Вампиры that IT knew only by sight-there were two categories: primary and secondary. Primary ones were to be disposed of as soon as IT had found their whereabouts while secondary ones were to be killed simply to rid the world of the monsters.
Primary ones included the family of seven that IT had slaughtered earlier in Washington though one had been missing: a small female that was just under five feet and had short, spiky black hair. IT was not really concerned since IT would find her again and finish her off the way IT had done with the rest of her family.
Well, almost all the rest…
IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of Вампиры IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through еще Вампиры than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find, then Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, and finally Washington where IT would find and destroy the remaining Вампиры there.
IT liked the plan and started off, moving at a slightly еще leisurely pace. Suddenly, much like something had attacked IT from behind, IT found Itself flat on IT’s back. IT heard a low hiss in IT’s ear. “No…Do not kill the blonde…She is mine…” IT grunted and nodded standing slowly. “You’re doing well young one. Much better than I had hoped. Still, spare the blonde.” IT did not understand the need for this and as if the voice understood, it quietly сказал(-а) “I will tell Ты when you’ve found her. Continue on and know I’m watching everything Ты do.”
IT seemed undaunted by the voice and once again started north, Mexico being his first of many that would lead IT to the blonde that his master so craved.
IT did not understand why-master could have had anyone it wanted yet it simply craved this one. This one vampire that had sent master on a hell-bent mission that had led to the creation of IT and the downfall of all vampires.
IT continued on, IT’s mind still pondering over the many things master had taught IT: how to hunt, how to become invisible, how to properly use the tools master had дана IT. Then there was the numerous tests on the Вампиры that IT knew only by sight-there were two categories: primary and secondary. Primary ones were to be disposed of as soon as IT had found their whereabouts while secondary ones were to be killed simply to rid the world of the monsters.
Primary ones included the family of seven that IT had slaughtered earlier in Washington though one had been missing: a small female that was just under five feet and had short, spiky black hair. IT was not really concerned since IT would find her again and finish her off the way IT had done with the rest of her family.
Well, almost all the rest…
Carey Mulligan <3
Serena
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the Стена and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.
He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.
I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.
I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the Стена and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.
I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
The Man With No Eyes Collection (2): User
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If Ты make my сердце dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling Цвета and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the Название "User," which could refer to to an addict, или someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,
And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,
Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,
I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.
If Ты make my сердце dance, I will dance in your hand,
Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,
Constant rushes of sugar, swirling Цвета and light,
There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.
This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the Название "User," which could refer to to an addict, или someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,
Devouring the warm оранжевый sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The Цвета of fire, burning at different tempos.
The Цвета of emotion, striking the сердце under the skin.
The Цвета of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
Devouring the warm оранжевый sky.
It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.
I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,
Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.
My dance is like the leaves.
Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.
Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.
Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.
The Цвета of fire, burning at different tempos.
The Цвета of emotion, striking the сердце under the skin.
The Цвета of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.
Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,
And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
Suck the life of a rose.
