Hollow
The second the last drop of blood passes my lips, my senses return, bringing remorse. Panic. Guilt.
With horror, I lay down the drained form of some nameless woman with more care than is warranted. I stare down at her, her final moments replaying in my mind now the haze of blood-lust is lifting. I feel it all again.
Pain.
Fear.
Despair.
Loss.
Love.
And worst of all – forgiveness.
She hadn’t known me, hadn’t known who or what I was, but she forgave the sin of ending her life – even asked me to forgive her.
Sated, I feel empty inside.
Twi25 – Round 4 – Prompt 11
The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 11
Pen name: naelany
Pairing: Jasper
Rating: M
Photos for prompts 1, 7, 13, 19, & 25 can be found here:
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