Blood Fest

A short story about immortality

Heart Beating. Palms sweating. Eyes crying. Breath heaving. Feet pounding against the ground. Running. Running as fast as you can. You know their behind you. You know your going to die. They're different. They have blood red eyes and bodies as strong as steel. They're pale white, beautiful, but terrible massacring creatures of the night. You trip on a tree root. You know it is over. You brace yourself for the coming pain. Death. and uttermost, the death of your mortal soul. You know they're behind you. You can see their terrible eyes glinting in the misty darkness. You feel the cold breath on your skin. You feel the sharp fangs graze the skin of your neck. A cool hand on your shoulder brings you back to reality. Your eyelids flutter open. You were asleep. It was just a terrible nightmare. But then the eyes flash. And everything goes black.

Author's Note

ignore spelling errors

Reviews

[ShadowHaze]

holy s**t.

When I said a vampire story and the victem gets away or turns immortal.... I wasn't meaning this. I meant like it really happening...

but THIS. This is pure perfection. This is what writing really is. This is amazing.

holy s**t.

This is good.