Children of the night

“Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!”
– Dracula

Over moonlit graveyard there’s a moan from wind,
where trees are limbs with claws to scratch, to catch
your soul, to rip your ribcage open; eat your heart.
And there beside her mother’s grave a golden girl.
She’s pale as silver dressed in white, unmoving, waits
with arms as marble, in her eyes are emeralds.
Her lips are blue, her breath is cold. When suddenly
she tenses as from far away a crunch on gravel calls
from sneakers, footfalls, prey approaching, warm its blood.
She was once like him, not innocent, but warm,
and now she sneaks behind a tree and watch the pink
of flesh alive. She traces her tongue along the fangs,
she feels the venom pulsing in her veins. Her muscles
tenses as she pushes claws into the soil, it’s time to feed.
It’s time to spill a life, it’s time to bleed his innocence.

Grave by Aleksey Savrasov

Linked to Rommy’s monster prompt at toads
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May 25, 2017

21 responses to “Children of the night

  1. My goodness this is so incredibly vivid! Especially love; “She was once like him, not innocent, but warm, and now she sneaks behind a tree and watch the pink of flesh alive.” Powerful write.

  2. An eerie cycle of bloody yumminess. I wonder if the heart at the other end of her fang’s desires is as innocent as she believes.

    I really want to know what happens next.

  3. You know exactly how much I like this — except for the jacked-up verbs. I swear, you’re doing that just to rub me wrong. If I had a ruler, I’d smack your pencil-holding hand with it. … Oh wait; I do.

  4. Another kind of creature waits, stalks to feed. This time it’s the look-alike who bears the hunger.
    What happens when all innocence is lost, truly there are more stories being told here at different levels .

    Great write Björn

    Much love…

  5. I was about to choose the same quote and I had an inkling it would be your choice too, so I changed course from vampire to angel! Glad I did – this is superb, Björn, deliciously dark and Gothic.

  6. What an amazing narrative response to the prompt. You created such a sense of atmosphere and foreboding.

  7. Such a great description of the girl “She’s pale as silver dressed in white, unmoving,waits
    with arms as marble, in her eyes are emeralds.
    Her lips are blue and breath is cold”
    Good piece, and a chilling tale, which I enjoy.

  8. oy- gave me shivers… ha – my nerves seem to be to weak for a write like this.. hope all is well at your shore… happy friday!

  9. I love reading out loud the first three lines… wonderful, eerie, lyrical and then the rest of the story. Vampire movies used to scare me to death as a kid even in all their vampiness.

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