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- Mark A. Morris
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- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
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- Robin K. Abess
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Mary Decker | @mishmhem
Cara says: I'm still giggling over the 150 mph glitter storm... Those poor people will be finding glitter in random crevices for years, lol.
Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
Cara says: *Shudder* It's an uncomfortable contemplation of how a certain type thinks. Is it fair to say I like this, but I don't want to like this?
Mark A. Morris
Cara says: This tale had me grinning throughout. A higher being... like Beyonce. Lol....
Robin K. Abess
Cara says: This take on a vampire's first feeding is far from the romantic ideal, and that's what captured my attention. "...One day you'll wake up and find yourself immune." How many would go crazy before that day arrived? I could easily see this as a longer story.
“Well, that went well.” His tone is cool, his voice calm.
“Did it?” My tone, on the other hand, is completely opposite, and my hands tremble violently.
“For your first time? Yes.”
“Glad you think so.” I bark out a laugh that carries more sob than humor, feeling a tear slither down my cheek.
“It gets easier, you know. Each time. Finally, one day, you’ll wake up and find yourself immune.”
I doubt that. I don’t see how I could ever get used to the noise…or the smell. It overwhelms me now, and I retch, feeling nauseous. Nothing comes up. I glance down at the still form on the ground before me. “I thought…it’d be different.”
“Everyone does. It’s nothing like what you’ve read about. But that’s on purpose, I’ve found.” He pauses. “If the Normals ever knew the whole story, it would be dangerous. For us and for them.”
I nod, scrubbing at my cheek with cold fingers. “So, what do we do now? Just leave him?”
He shakes his head. “No. We get rid of the…leftovers. I’ll show you where.” He waits for me to pick up the corpse, now drained of its life fluids. I easily lift the tall man, hoisting him onto my shoulders, feeling no strain.
“Perfect. Come this way, Child.” His form shifts, and a large bat now flutters before me. This way, echoes through my mind, and I follow into the night.
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