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Chapter 14: Destiny’s Entry (an excerpt):
I cannot be certain of the timetable I will account here; decades have passed that seem as eons, while others seem as days.
It was Haŋhépi-Wi who woke me. She is who the Englishmen have named the moon. She bled for me the night I was called from death and replaced my soul with a thirst for only her. I have learned from the sciences of pragmatic men that the Blood Moon is simply a trick of light, a shadow cast by Maka – the Earth – that discolours her through human eyes. But my eyes are no longer human. What I saw upon digging myself from the earth was no shadow or trick of light. It was visceral and dark, fluid and entrancing. Haŋhépi-Wi had torn her face from her bones and exposed her true beauty to me, her true desire… She whispered words in my tongue, words that spoke of prowess and the Hunt. She promised me I would know no pain save for that of her thirst – her desire. She told me I must drink of it to be free, and the more I would drink the closer to her I would become. She said to me I could become a Great Spirit such as she, that of what Englishmen might call a god.
So this is an entry from a vampire journal that my main character Conrad was asked to look into. For those who are not familiar with the story (which is all of you…) This isn’t how the whole story is written – the book is more of an urban fantasy/comedy that would appeal to readers from about 14-40 (although I’m sure the book community would say it’s inappropriate for kids under 18…). This is just our first look into the actual journals within the story that start to tie the overall plot together. So get your #quarantinereads on for free on Wattpad by following along with this one as I write it. Let me know if you find any typos, have difficulty reading a sentence, or just, of course, like what you read. Many thanks, my tumblr regime. Stay safe and stay clean. -z/cm –>> CORWYN MATTHEW ON WATTPAD <<–
Blood Moon images by gioboretti on insta
I see his eyes before I see
his teeth. I see his horns before I see his pointy jaw and sharp shoulders. I
see the burning tip of his tail before I see the slicing-black of his claws,
then the coarse rash of his demon skin wrapped around the bones of his fingers,
scaling up his wiry musculature to meet a vile snigger as diabolical a thing as
I’ve ever seen.
This creature adorns the
shadows behind my family like a second skin – then the fire dies at the cry of
the wind, scattering its kindling in a frantic hurricane that circles the
enclosure once before shooting from its top and taking its light with it…
Erebus by –> dloliver
Fresh out of the mailbox, it’s Evils of the Night! … OK. Full disclosure. This is a terrible fucking movie. Lol Nothing good here but the cheese being so thick you’ll wanna bring crackers to the viewing. And of course the highly exploited, consistently topless #80s ladies. No impressive #gore, no clever dialog or storytelling, acting so bad it hurts (and it hurts sooo gooood lofl), not purposely funny, just so dumb that it’s laughable (which I guess was on purpose), and lacking in all things artistic unless you count the 80s hair (and I’m sure some of you might). But it had some moronic elements of #scifi (which always gets me), kickass #vintage cover #art, and I was totally into 2 of the girls so… “Sold! To the sucker in the back trying to hide his face from the cameras!” I can’t, in my right mind, (debatable, I know) give this imbicilic piece of filth any higher rating than a 5/10, but it’s a 5/10 I’m happy to have in the archives. Check it out if you like mostly-nude 80’s babes and have a very flexible sense of humor and art (lol…). Catch it on Amazon prime. -z