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BlackTalon
Star
- Joined
- Aug 18, 2013
- Location
- Belgium
As the wind slowly blew through the slums of the large city, nature felt the uneasiness that was coming into town as the wind was picking up pace. The wind was picking up that much strength that it was blowing the trash that was lying in the streets, around in the city. It was creating a bigger mess that was already present in the streets. Not allot of people were out inside in the cold the wind was bringing along with it, The streets were looking nearly abandoned in exception for some beggars that were sleeping on the side of the slums. An uneasy tension was flowing through the streets, something was going to happen and something felt like was going to happen. Stray dogs and cats can feel the tension and crawl away in fear; they all felt the bloodlust, the horror that was waiting around the corner to make its entry to the city. Anything that had a sense of Self-Preservation and a sense of upcoming danger; it would make them instinctively cower away in fear of the presence that was approaching the city.
As the wind picked up more speed, a mist started forming around the city. A dark mist which shrouded the surroundings of the city in a mysterious and dark ambiance, the city being even darker than it already was on the dark night. But what was going to follow would forever make its mark in this city and in the secret society that was slumbering in the deepest secrets of the city. A secret society of vampires with on the head a female vampire, one of the most astonishing beautiful vampires ever seen, this society that was slumbering in this city would be changed in ways they would not have seen before. A change in hierarchy, a change in their authority and a change in their way of life as they knew it. But as every big change in history, they knew nothing about the change that was knocking on the door.
At the sounding of midnight, a shadowy figure appears at the edge of the city. It seemed to be making its way slowly towards the city; it was taking its time and seemed not troubled about the darkness at all. But then at a certain moment, the shadow stepped into a streetlight which illuminated its body. The shadow then identified itself as a male, his body was quite wide and well built, the impression of his muscled body against his black V-neck shirt and his blue jeans made him look a bit wider than he was, the lines clearly visible In his t-shirt and his jeans that were almost skintight against his legs. His eyes were light blue and his jawline looked quite handsome with black stubbles on them, they were a few days old and quite visible. His black hair was quite short and spiky, making him look quite handsome in combination to his face and body. His left arm showed a tattoo ‘actus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea’ (The act does not make guilty unless the mind should be guilty.) and his right arm showed a tattoo ‘Auctoritas non veritas facit legem’ (Authority, not truth, makes law). His right mouth corner contained a cigarette which was lighted. But then as the light flickered once, his eyes looked like they were dark red, filled with bloodlust, carnal desire and mystery. As soon as the light relit, they were their normal light blue again. The figure slowly made his way to one of the bars as he was looking around. He was searching for something, or rather someone.
As the wind picked up more speed, a mist started forming around the city. A dark mist which shrouded the surroundings of the city in a mysterious and dark ambiance, the city being even darker than it already was on the dark night. But what was going to follow would forever make its mark in this city and in the secret society that was slumbering in the deepest secrets of the city. A secret society of vampires with on the head a female vampire, one of the most astonishing beautiful vampires ever seen, this society that was slumbering in this city would be changed in ways they would not have seen before. A change in hierarchy, a change in their authority and a change in their way of life as they knew it. But as every big change in history, they knew nothing about the change that was knocking on the door.
At the sounding of midnight, a shadowy figure appears at the edge of the city. It seemed to be making its way slowly towards the city; it was taking its time and seemed not troubled about the darkness at all. But then at a certain moment, the shadow stepped into a streetlight which illuminated its body. The shadow then identified itself as a male, his body was quite wide and well built, the impression of his muscled body against his black V-neck shirt and his blue jeans made him look a bit wider than he was, the lines clearly visible In his t-shirt and his jeans that were almost skintight against his legs. His eyes were light blue and his jawline looked quite handsome with black stubbles on them, they were a few days old and quite visible. His black hair was quite short and spiky, making him look quite handsome in combination to his face and body. His left arm showed a tattoo ‘actus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea’ (The act does not make guilty unless the mind should be guilty.) and his right arm showed a tattoo ‘Auctoritas non veritas facit legem’ (Authority, not truth, makes law). His right mouth corner contained a cigarette which was lighted. But then as the light flickered once, his eyes looked like they were dark red, filled with bloodlust, carnal desire and mystery. As soon as the light relit, they were their normal light blue again. The figure slowly made his way to one of the bars as he was looking around. He was searching for something, or rather someone.
