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Continuation of Panda theme.
Eeek, Panda!
Back then, though, ... if memory serves, that's where I say the amputated leg of a person who had been infested by tiny worms called Wucheria bancroftii.
They clog up the lymph passages, causing abnormal swelling. Then they colonize the new area, producing even more abnormal growth.
You know it as Elephantiasis.
Ah, quite disturbing.
And fascinating.
In the pits and abcesses of our minds, in the shadowy recesses where cobwebby dust hides unspeakable atrocities of painful memories, there one finds the scrabbling marks that indicate the passage of a creature known only as -- Darksheare!
And for some reason, I'm seeing in my minds eye an intro to some strange movie.
The camera shows the scene before a moving figure. Rats and human rats shrink back before the oncoming presence. Doers of evil suddenly rethink their plans.
Ladies of the evening brazenly thrust out their chins and other accoutrements as the hidden figure proceeds past them.
A change of camera view, and we see a well-dressed gentleman emerge from a dingy alley. Confidently, he turns toward the brighter lights.
Happy Birthday, Darks!
Thanks!
Reminds me of the now ancient story short I wrote, "Red Sky."
The sky was a burning red, almost arterial red.
I quickened my pace, as soon it would be dawn and I had to get back to my lair- and sleep.
The cursed sleep of the damned that all of my kind were cursed with.
How many centuries had it been now?
30?
I shook my head in grim thought.
All those years, all those sunrises that I could never see.
Ever.
I passed by some flowers and was tempted to pick one.
A silly thought, what do the undead need with flowers?
My kind would think me mad, stopping to pick a flower as if I were courting a maiden!
Maidens...
Again, I shook my head, partly to get rid of some horrible images and slow my quickening and growing hunger.
And to stave off the salivation that would come from following that line of thought.
Somewhere a dog barked.
Sticking my hands in my pockets, I traveled onward towards my eventual seclusion from the light.
A woman exited a door to my left, and the pock pock sound of her high heels told me she felt secure.
She was heading home late from work, and felt secure that the alley was deserted.
I knew better.
I could sense him before I even saw him.
He waited in the shadows, like a thief, like a predator, like a vampire, like me.
I sensed him tense for the spring.
He jumped upward, grabbed the woman roughly and proceeded to try and drag her further into the shadows where his intentions were quite clear.
He stank of fear and predatory energy.
Soon he stank of his own urine and terror.
He was pinned to the wall by my immobile stone cold grip.
The woman looked at me oddly as I told her to leave.
She hesitated.
I could hear her heartbeat where she stood, smell her skin and her perfume.
Almost taste the life in her veins..
My outraged bellow sent her running to her vehicle, the pock pock of her high heels coming more as a stacatto series of machine gun like clacks.
And then I vented my fury on her attacker.
His eyes had bulged at the sight of my fangs, and I shuddered as I drank his life.
I detested what I was, what I am.
What I will always be.
I turned back around the alleyway, leaving the body of the rapist to moulder in the boxes like trash, and picked a single flower from the cluster I had seen before.
And then I went home.
Maybe someday I will be granted my freedom from what I am, maybe someday I will get absolution..
Good Night, Darks!
You're welcome.
Good night, see everyone in the morning.
Thanks again.
(I believe that's why we named it "Undead!")
Great photo! Thanks!
(I believe that's why we named it "Undead!")
Great photo! Thanks!
(I believe that's why we named it "Undead!")
Great photo! Thanks!
I've walked until I had no legs, and still there is more to see. I never had a desire to visit New York City, but I'm VERY glad I came! I wouldn't have missed this for the world.
Wow. A triple post. *sigh* I want my own computer...:o|
Wow. A triple post. *sigh* I want my own computer...:o|
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