040: Otherworld

Mar 20, 2008 17:58

Characters: Random
Fandom: Original
Wordcount: 100
Warnings: None

He watched the throng of people below him, oblivious of his presence. A smile slowly emerged on his face as he thought of his otherwordly existence. None of the books or movies had gotten it completely right, though some were closer than others. He hadn't believed until he'd become one himself.

The thirst building, he started to focus on individuals. Eventually, his eyes came across a woman. Long dark hair, medium build, pink healthy cheeks. She'd be perfect.

He jumped down effortlessly from the high ledge and walked in her direction. Their eyes locked, and he knew he had her.

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