#tbt Throwback Thursday: Drinking Perfection

Drinking Perfection
Ten years ago! 11/1/2003 - Age 16


Footfall could be heart on the cobblestone path
The reflection of the creator could be seen by the birdbath
Swirling lights from the lighthouse nearby
The color iris staining her eye

A wisp of his presence came out of the air
All of a sudden he appeared from nowhere

Satin cloth brushed by her side
Tendrils of hair caressed her forehead
A loving kiss was planted on her cheek
A hint of wine could be sensed on his breath

The wounds from his fatal kiss were far gone
Now the creator stared at his job well done
The beauty of the creature was hard to miss

Skin the feel of steel
Lipstick as that of an evergreen garden
Eyes that absorbed all of the spectrum
Strength that outnumbered the largest of men
Fangs to match the shining white teeth
Yes, she was perfect indeed.

A shiver ran through her body
The metamorphosis claimed her mind
The time had come for the effect to take hold

Her first victim was only seventeen years old.

Photo Prompt: Welcome to Hell

Is this what hell looks like? (Hell, Grand Cayman Islands)

First Lines Challenge: Day 30.... The End!

The pressure of teeth on my neck sent tingles rippling through every inch of my flesh, my hand instinctively pushing his head closer until the familiar sting sank toward my veins.


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First Lines Challenge: Day 29

The end is coming.


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