Stories tagged “fangs”
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The Maroon Room
Maroon liquid lined the walls. The windows could not be seen through, they were coated too thick with the color. It dripped from the window sills and splashed into the puddles on the floor. It was splattered across the tall ceilings that towered over t...
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Apple Heart
A red delicious Reflects off the glossy Brown finish of the coffee table. Fangs drip warm blood on the floor. Thud Thud thud Inaudible droplets Splash as heavy as heartbeats To the vampire’s sensitive hearing. The apple catches his eye, He feed...
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The Bite of Pain
The moon illuminated my path through the graveyard as I walked behind the woman who had made me a vampire. We were both silent for much of the way, a fragile truce that agreed to keep the obvious unspoken. I wasn’t capable of deliberately doing m...
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Life, Death, Sensation, and Predation
An aggressive sun over Tucson warms scales as they slide by, shadow to shadow, crevice to crevice. Practiced muscles pull pendulous coils along. This way and that turns the angular head, a marvel of biologic engineering, sleek yet expansive when needed...