Part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge , #writephoto. Thank you Sue for another fabulously atmospheric photo I swear that you travel time and space to get them! So this week the prompt is Distant.
I am continuing my story ‘Vampires the Witch and the Werewolf’ you can read the story so far here.
Distant
Roman stood on the shore of the lake and looked to the distant mountains. Covered in a winter’s snow of his making . He was strong , the strongest he had ever been in the aeons of his existence. Half a mile away at the tower the other three Ancients stopped feeding and saw through his eyes. The dark waters, the standing stones, on the far shore rose the mountains majestic in the nights light.
Roman was planning his next move. From every point of this world Vampires were heading to join him . Every single House was bound to answer an Ancients summons and was headed this way. Roman could feel the quickening surging through him. The other three felt it too and the urge in them grew, their poor victims who had been tied up and fed upon for a couple of days were now pounced upon and their blood was drained out of them .
The humans in the villages and towns saw the sky turn black as the Vampires flew towards the tower , the Werewolves also saw them and began to join up with other packs …. It was plain to see that evil was spreading and fear was infectious among the humans who had the most to lose.
The world seemed to be shrinking as evil gathered and could be seen darkening all horizons. The distance between light and dark was shrinking , the dark was winning. War was no longer a distant threat.
Roman called to the other ancients to join him to greet the arrivals. They immediately left the tower and flew to his side, stopping only to pick up a poor unfortunate woman on her way home. Roman famished and highly aroused bit into the jugular of the of the woman …. a fleeting glimpse of Fay came to him writhing in ecstasy as he rode her. Unfortunately for his victim he stopped feeding and threw her to the ground where he forced himself inside her. The more she screamed in agony the harder he thrust . After he came, he sucked her dry , as her last breath left her, he cursed her for being a mere human as he wanted more his lust was not sated.
Morgan, a female Ancient smelt the broken body “I smell a baby…” she said , “No” said Roman “I have had it’s blood ” he snapped, wiping his mouth with his handkerchief.
Before anymore could be said the first of the Vampire Houses arrived, they darkened the night , blotting out the moon. They assembled on the shore in front of the four who were to be their generals. All of them beautiful and deadly dangerous.
As more Houses arrived a black crow took off from a nearby vantage point and flew off into the night, unnoticed, towards the Witches castle …………
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