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You know? I don't.
I never knew my real features.
Am I insane?
They say I'm not,
They've never seen such evil creatures.
I was a human,
So grey and plain,
And my reflection was disgusting.
And now I'm pure
Like summer rain.
My life will be forever lasting.
I love the smell,
The smell of blood,
The smell of fear and dependence.
My past was hell
And now it's flood
Of different sense, with no resemblance.
My grave's my bed,
My death's my life,
And I will seek for prey in shadows.
I may seem sad
But I may lie
To make you bind above my cradle.
And then I'll bite
Your silky neck
And paint in red my tender fingers.
You are so sweet,
My little snack,
My little guest at modest dinner.
Chapter 1Chapter 1
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"That one seems to be the most interesting," Rrasha observed, pointing a claw at a male of the species displayed on the monitor. Tverosh nodded in agreement, the end of his armored serpent-like tail swishing slowly. Rrasha's eyes glowed, their inner blue ring almost completely engulfed in the surrounding red.
"Can we have it?" she asked with a pleading hiss behind her voice.
Tverosh thought about it for quite some time. "Be careful, sweet Rrasha. We do not know what it can do or what kind of dangers it can cause us. But if you must have it, by all means take it."
Clicking her claws, Rrasha hissed softly with joy. She always wanted her own human, to learn more about and to play with. She waved at Tverosh and slowly slithered out into the darkness. Where were they? Those creatures have to be close for us to observe them, Rrasha thought. Flicking out her snakelike tongue, she tasted an unfamiliar scent. That had to be them. The creature followed this smell toward the humans.