Thursday, August 23, 2007
The words for this week are:
“Dominick. Wake up.”
“Please let me in.”
He woke up slowly, the voice in his head prompting him to look around to find the source of it.
He walked through the corridor leading to his bedroom sure that the beautiful voice he heard is coming from that direction. A woman is standing outside his bedroom window, her silhouette framed by the light in the streets. He does not know her but he feels a connection especially when he saw her eyes. She has strong, magnetic eyes that can eat you whole. She is not much of a beauty but there is something about her that calls to him, inciting thoughts of a multitude of sins.
He walked closer, wanting and needing the proximity.
“Please let me in.”
His hands went to the window, ready to open them to let her in.
“Come, please go in. It must be cold outside.”
And his hands eagerly opened the window, a certain excitement filling him.
A triumphant look passed over her face sure of the victory she has at hand.
She swayed over to where he is, her subtle French perfume filling his nostrils as she draws closer.
And then they shared a kiss, potent, addictive and he can’t seem to get enough.
She tilts his neck suddenly and he waited for the brush of her breath. The movement caused his shirt to open wider, showing the silver cross that he wears all his life.
“No!”, she shrieked. Her beauty diminished by the panic caused by his necklace.
And then he realized what his clouded mind refused to admit. He has let a vampyre in his room!
“Get out! I revoke the invitation that I have given you.”
“No! I need you Domnick!”
She left in a rush. With her invite revoked, she felt the burn of warning for lingering in a place where she is not wanted.
Dominick was shaken. He cannot believe that he almost succumbed to the lure of her beautiful eyes. And as his senses start to settle, the strong hold of her eyes comes up in his mind. Even when she’s gone, her memory lingers and haunts.
He wonder if he’ll be able to resist her if he sees her again. A kind of fear filled him with the thought. But there is also a wanting, longing inside him that wishes to drown in her beautiful eyes once more.
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