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Post by redemption on Oct 1, 2009 13:43:58 GMT -7
How they despised him. The way he was. He couldn't help it though. Here he was, on the bridge, serving as bait.But would they take it?
The full moon was appearing in the clouds, and his skin and hair lit up like fireworks on the fourth of July. The light hit his silvery hair, his pale, naked flesh, and it was a wonderful sight. Meshing with the moonlight, but the scent of his blood was delightful as well.
Sweet, yet spicy. They would come and he knew it. He was just that good, and it was just that obvious. What kind of creature would give up the chance at free food? Especially something that had a thirst for blood.
Blood was beginning to pool under him as he was wriggling around trying to free him from the wires that were cutting into his wrists. No one would help free him. His beat up form writhing in the moonlight.
Just like that. It would be all over for him soon. All he needed was one little bite from a wolf. And all of a sudden, he would be done for. Done for...
Him? No way. It would not end like this. Not after he had come so far. Slavery, addiction... And now? What was he now? No one that would be missed that was for sure.
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