Impaled (Vampire Erotica)

bloodlust awakens,

as you await my kiss, so docilely--

too late, you realize

this love is a violent love,

when i sink my teeth into

the soft flesh of your throat,

and you tremble,

while your blood drains away,

slowly changing your nature

into that of mine--

a creature of the night,

immortal.

Zulton: The End of Days

The legend he had heard so long ago came rushing back to mind, as he recalled an event he had thought of over the years. It foretold this specific day in time, it seemed, so he turned to his crystal ball. The mage reached out his hands and waved them over the scrying orb. If the old prophecies were true, tonight would be the end of days, and, with the precious implement, he was able to view the length of the whole heavens while he ran his hands in mystic passes and manipulated it with his gestures. Mist swirled around inside the crystal ball, before a sight he recognized appeared that showed the universe sprawled before him, and he began searching for familiar stars to find a pathway back to his home planet. At last, the glowing, blue-green orb of Thule came into view and he went stock-still as he peered at the image. Just now, passing the moon, there was an entity of sorts, or giant asteroid, in its approach, on a course to collide into the planet. Though doom was imminent, he saw no ...

The Wait

The pain Dave felt was almost unspeakable. He sat there in the waiting room, the nail still in his foot. It had gone through his boot and foot both. And that is how he had left it. It was lodged in there good, he'd give it that. When he had tried to pry it loose, it only took the first tug before he’d given up, the shock of pain too much for him to handle. The slightest movement and the nail would tweak, and, each time it did, it caused him to wince, curl up his toes and grit his teeth and groan. And not only was he dealing with the pain, but his sock was thoroughly soaked with blood, making him feel that much more miserable. "Sir," the receptionist spoke from the window, "I'm so sorry you had to wait so long. They're getting you a wheelchair, as we speak." "It's okay," Dave replied, with a pained smile, "It’s really not that bad. I’ve been through worse." He lied. It was nearly unbearable. In fact, at times, he wanted to holler. ...

Juno Watches, Powerless (From ‘A Song of the Aeneid’ - fragment)

Juno stood, seething, as she watched the ships set sail across the sea for Italy, helpless to throw them off their destined course. This land she cherished more than any other in her domain, where stood the jewel of Carthage, a city dear to her and those her chosen, which she herself had made sure that it thrived. Now in danger of being overturned, she feared the worst for her beloved city, as these invaders drew nearer each day. Aeneas led this group of Trojans, who, if the old prophecies were true, would settle down and one day establish their own nation, overthrowing, and toppling, great Carthage, to be replaced by the new-founded Rome. Despite her best attempts to stall the voyage, the gales, the waves, the tempests, all had failed. A large number of ships had been destroyed, but among the survivors was this heir, Aeneas, and his many loyal comrades who would all be settling down together, great and hardy men sure to find success.

The Grotto

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