Delicate skin
Pale
And crack’d
Watery eyes
Pale
And blue
Tattered lips
Taut
And chapp’d
Rotten teeth
Almost through
She posed with her alabaster smile momentarily, giving her victim one final look at her time-ravaged appearance, before piercing the jugular. She drank. She watched the victim’s skin change appearance, becoming more translucent. Too much and the victim’s life-force would slip away; just enough and she would sire another… either way, the victim: gone forever. Too little, however, would endanger her.
She pondered as she drank.
Reddened lips accentuated her deathly pale appearance. Her alabaster smile broadened. Her decision was made.
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