As I look out across the land, darkened by the moonless sky, I listen as he speaks of it.
Home.
Heaven.
There is an irony I have found myself here of all places, having neither of those qualities in my life.
My thoughts go back to the ocean land Baltia. Its glowing flora, its untouched purity. It was heavenly in its own right and yet I had tainted it with my very existence.
Something clicks within my mind. My mother had known from the moment of my birth. I was cursed. Cursed to destruction. Cursed to walk this world alone. So why even try to be anything other than what I was meant to be.
Do it
My view remains on the land as he now introduces himself. In turn he asks for my name. “I've had many names,” my voice is light but holds a slightly sinister tone. A smirk tugs at my lips, revealing within the glow of his light, jagged edges of carnivorous teeth.
“Tell me EverClear. Have you ever tried so hard to be someone you were never meant to be. Do you wrestle with your inner demons to the point of insanity. I do. I do every day and every night and I am so VERY tired...”
My scaled body remains still, for the moment, even as the creature churns restlessly. Only my head turns to bring into view the angelic being. The questions I ask are not questions at all, simply statements. This is made apparent by the abrupt movement that allows no time for his response.
I lunge, twisting my front half upon my hunches with the speed of a striking cobra. My delicate face reaches out to bring my razor sharp teeth snapping at him. Aiming for the large vein in his neck.
Only blood seems to satisfy the creature within me, and so blood is what I seek…
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Everclear