The Hunt ( A fairy tale)
By FearlessDragon
Huff Huff the harlot's breath
Weaving tales of doom and death
Against the frosty winter air
Her tender flesh completely bare
Frolic frantic through the thick
Tiny needles stab and stick
Drops of blood descend like rain
Scarlet footprints pave the
way
Her icy lungs burn with exhaust
Seeking solace to defrost
The shadows bear a tiny cove
For her relief in which to stow
Blackened silence all around
Straining not to make a sound
Hiding from the cursed starlight
Praying she won't die tonight
His transformation now complete
Which once was man turns rabid
beast
The monster howls into the sky
An evil moon reflects
his eye
Taunting her his favorite part
Before he feasts
upon her heart
The smell of fear within his grasp
He salivates
a hissing rasp
The cove in sight, his thirst enraged
Prepares
his lips her scrumptious taste
The depths of hell upon his face
He slowly creeps towards his prey
The night goes dead, perhaps
he's passed?
This her chance to make a dash
Quickly jumping
on her heels
She sets out swiftly for the hills!
One great
bound towards her lair
Snatching the damsel by her hair
He
throws her down with evil strength
Her naked body nearly breaks
The maiden quakes a mighty shriek
As monster man reveals his
teeth
Relentless fury tears flesh and bone!
Her once
green eyes become black holes.
Author's Note:
There will be more of these to come...Comments on "The Hunt ( A fairy tale)"
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A former member wrote:
Loved it!
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On Friday, December 28, 2012, BetaWolfinVA
(791) wrote:
Well done... i half expected a reversal with the female being deadlierand reeling him in
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On Saturday, December 22, 2012, Markus Darkscribe
(60) wrote:
What a waste of a naked beauty, but to each his own Keep them coming
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On Saturday, December 22, 2012, PoetessDarkly
(693) wrote:
grand fairytale it is too
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On Saturday, December 22, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Harlots always have it rough, nothing good happens after midnight, cheers!