[Location: The Nest | Can you hear my heart beating like a hammer?]

May 18, 2010 12:18

When Godric awakes, the first thought that strikes him is that something is very wrong. Everything feels, for lack of a better word, dull. The colors of his bedroom are strangely drab, and sounds that would usually be crisp and clear come to him as if he's under water. Some sounds he's used to hearing don't reach him at all. The strangest thing though, is that despite going to bed alone, the sheets feel warm against his skin.

Warm. Because he's warm. Because he's breathing.

Shooting up in bed, he slaps a hand against his chest. He almost hadn't noticed it, it comes so naturally now, but his lungs expand and contract in a steady rhythm, and in tandem between them is the constant beat of his heart.

His next breath comes out shaky, a feeling rising in his throat that may be hope, or anxiety, or despair -- this can't last -- but he can't tell. He doesn't know what to feel. All he knows is that he has to see himself, and so he rises and crosses the room to the dresser mirror.

He looks almost the same, except for his skin. It has the kind of color that only comes from the rush of blood beneath a sun-kissed glow. It's a color that no vampire can ever possess.

For the longest time, Godric just stares.

{ the brucolac, { eric northman, { godric, { sookie stackhouse

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