I opened my eyes. The moon shone in the crisp navy blue sky. The stars twinkled in the ice midnight breeze. The arms of the trees curled round each other and their twisted hands reached up to the heavens, the bark twisted and crack from the dry summer. Everything seemed so defined. On the wind I could smell many scents mainly the dry earth which smelt of salt and cracked wind. As I stood a new smell entered my lungs. The smell of honey and fresh summer rain lingered in my nostrils. A small growl escaped my lips as I turned and followed the scent.
After about 40 yards I could clearly see the human. She was no more than 5 foot tall, she seemed around 17 years of age. Her long silver blonde hair was neatly tied back into a braid which snaked down her back as she walked. Her sky blue eyes shone in the moon light, her pale skin glowed in the cool evening air. She paused a matter of feet from me. I cocked my head to one side grinning to myself. She was tense I could feel it, she knew I was watching. When she turned and saw me she stared for a moment before a high pitched scream, I wasn't sure why she was screaming, though that didn't matter I my senses told me to drain her dry to quench the burning in my throat. As she turned to run her boot caught on a root which had broken through the water deprived soil. I heard the click of her ankle, now was my chance. As she went to scramble away I grabbed her collar pulling her to her feet and holding her tiny body against a near by tree. She didn't scream or struggle, her eyes widened in terror before closing, her body falling limp in my hand. I grinned as I leaned in to bite her neck.
I paused, my lips inches away from her soft skin with pulsating veins beneath. I looked at her face again. She was more beautiful than I first derived. Her face was thin, with high cheek bones. Her short nose was turned up slightly and her lips where thin and long. I brushed to strands of hair from her face, examining every inch of her face. I all of a sudden didn't have the urge to kill her. Something deep inside told me to stop, and the feeling was over powering my new senses. I took in her scent again, trying to bear the urge to sink my teeth into her flesh and drain her life source. I could see she was quivering, was she cold? It didn't feel cold to me. I gently picked her up in my arms, she curled in them like a child, Which way was she headed. I inhaled the air, searching for more human scent. To the north, the direction she was headed in, I turned on my heels and ran. The world seemed to blur past but I could see everything in perfect detail.
It took me mere moments to reach the small holding. I scanned the house, all the lights where off. It was easy to get in, the door was unlocked. I slipped in with the sleeping girl in my arms. I silently glided up the stairs following the similar scent of the girl. Finally found her room, I lay her carefully on her bed. I stroked her cheek gently with the back of my hand and she stirred. I took a fearful step away almost knocking a mirror to the floor. I caught it and got a first glimpse of myself. My knotty golden hair was covered in dirt, my skin was as pale as ice and my eyes where like swirling pits of blood. What have I become I thought to myself. I glanced at the girl, no wonder she screamed. I was now some sort of monster. The girl stirred again as I placed the mirror down where it was originally. I quickly left the house, vowing never to turn back and that by dawn I would be no longer.
