blackfyre0742
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- Posted: Mon, 05 Mar 2012 21:11:39 +0000
This is just something I came up with for something I've been working on lately.
Once upon a time, humans and super naturals were able to live in harmony with each other, once upon a time there were no wars, once upon a time everything seemed just, perfect. That was a long time ago, now it seemed as if there was no resting, no sitting still, you always seemed on guard, tense, waiting and knowing that anything could happen, and anything would happen. Once upon a time, there was no need to fear, but now isn’t that time. Not since they took over, and now you are probably asking yourself “Who are they?” truth is no one really knows who they are. They are always there, watching you, and the only thing anyone really knows is they aren’t one of us, and they are lethal and thirsty. Thirsty for what you might ask, blood, human blood, animal blood, even supernatural blood, they don’t care. These ‘people’ raid homes for anyone and anything they can find, and once they find you, there’s no hope. You’re just another person they use for a chew toy, such a horrible way to go isn’t it, and the sad thing is. This isn’t just some stupid little fantasy, no, this is my life. This is the life I live, in a world that I like to call ‘hell, only worse’ and you know once a place is above hell it has to be a pretty bad place. But this is the world I live in; this is my story, with all the gruesome and bloody details.
Once upon a time, humans and super naturals were able to live in harmony with each other, once upon a time there were no wars, once upon a time everything seemed just, perfect. That was a long time ago, now it seemed as if there was no resting, no sitting still, you always seemed on guard, tense, waiting and knowing that anything could happen, and anything would happen. Once upon a time, there was no need to fear, but now isn’t that time. Not since they took over, and now you are probably asking yourself “Who are they?” truth is no one really knows who they are. They are always there, watching you, and the only thing anyone really knows is they aren’t one of us, and they are lethal and thirsty. Thirsty for what you might ask, blood, human blood, animal blood, even supernatural blood, they don’t care. These ‘people’ raid homes for anyone and anything they can find, and once they find you, there’s no hope. You’re just another person they use for a chew toy, such a horrible way to go isn’t it, and the sad thing is. This isn’t just some stupid little fantasy, no, this is my life. This is the life I live, in a world that I like to call ‘hell, only worse’ and you know once a place is above hell it has to be a pretty bad place. But this is the world I live in; this is my story, with all the gruesome and bloody details.