Alive


 


 

Alive

“After so many years of waiting I never thought I could be so alive.”

Cassius’ fangs pierced Vanessa’s skin.  The heat of Vanessa’s body vacated through the wound into waiting maw.  He promised that her questions would be answered.  What he didn’t tell her is that she was not ready for all the questions that she would end up asking.

“That thing that keeps me buried is growing more and more silent. Is now the time the come through?

As Vanessa’s heart slowed to a stop, she saw the world darken.  Then Cassius’ vitae rushed into Vanessa’s dead mouth. Hunger crowned in her dead heart. The pain spread through each muscle and ligament, each artery and vein, and each joint and bone as they all bore the hunger.  The parallel thought, which were ever present met a new thought.

“There, just behind you…Don’t you hear it? … There! That’s what we want. God can’t you just wait to taste it? Come on! … See even “he” says you can take a bite.”

The thoughts merged and commingled, coalescing into a maelstrom of order, control, desire, hunger, defiance, and rebellion. As Vanessa’s mind opened to a new world she had inherited, the third eye of the storm opened and saw the world for what it was; a disorderly place needing a guiding hand to smash it into sensible order. The three thoughts conferred and agreed. Like this kismet meeting, all the world needed was a push. Finally, they realized Vanessa was alive!

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