Genres: Horror, Stream-of-Consciousness
Rating: R
Warnings: vivid thoughts of flesh-eating
Summary: They feast in sunlight and moonlight. But when it is dark, it is our time to feast – at last.
The Yellow Eye is sinking lower on the sky. I perk up with excitement. It is nearly time.
The smelly, hurtful-eyed two-leggeds are still feasting in the clearing before me and my troop. Good, then. They have their younglings too… Reports say that the little ones' flesh is a sweet and rare delicacy.
The Yellow Eye is retreating behind the clouds, colouring them with vivid red. I lick my teeth and lips. The savour of Elven blood…
An upstart slinks forward slightly in eagerness. I glare balefully at him.
The gloom is settling down. We howl our own feasting song.