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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 11:31 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 6:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 12:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 5:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 7:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 8:32 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 5:01 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 10:22 am
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As night falls over the world, silence creeps in as well. All the people of this land have become deathly afraid of the darkness, except for a view brave fools. It just so happens one of them decides to walk home from the bar that night alone. As he treads through an alleyway with absolutely no caution, a noise comes from behind him. Quickly, he spins to face the black shadows behind him. Nothing he thinks to himself. He begins to turn again when he hears deep breathing from behind. He freezes at the quiet intakes of breath. Then something drips onto his shoulder. It runs down him arm as another droplet falls in the same place. Fear consumes him and he spins quickly to face what lies behind him in the shadows, for now he knows something is there.
The man's eyes grow large as his vision takes in the creature before him. She would be quite beautiful to behold, if it weren't for the deep crimson liquid falling from her sharp silver fangs. Her hands are unlike those of a human girl as well, they have claws the size of a bears and were the same silver color of her fangs. These too had the crimson liquid dripping off of them. He steps back in horror as he realizes that the crimson liquid is blood.
"Come to me my precious darling," her voice is like a soft melody, luring him closer, "Come and let me feast of your BLOOD!!" Suddenly, the girl lunges at him, the moon glistening off of her black wings, which are as beautiful as those fallen angels' she despises.
A couple walking past the alleyway hear the sharp ripping of flesh and bone and the tortured cries of the poor soul being feasted upon. They rush on, scared for their own lives as well.
Hina steps away from her victim and grins wildly. She has fed well tonight. Her fangs and claws' lengths exceed that which they have been in the past week she has been traveling country roads. On such empty stretches of road there are few humans that travel so far out. Now that she has reached the city, blood and fear are in surplus.
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 12:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 1:08 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 6:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 7:51 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 8:10 am
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