http://true-mad-hatter.livejournal.com/10150.html Forgive me if I'm a little stale, sa-chan. It's been so long.
And yes, I totally copped out because I just couldn't think of how to directly start off from where we were. So, I was thinking we could skip the whole killing scene? If that doesn't fly with you, I can always go back and change it. I just
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The lust - god, it was maddening. Even now, long after the act, as she was sitting in the darkened streets of civilization, the wolf inside was still pawing. Was the wolf still inside? Roksana thought she had returned to human form, but even as she looked at the arms and legs of a homo sapien, she felt like a canis lupus. Humans didn't have this kind of hunger festering in their stomachs - in their minds. Could she ever go back to being human?
Why kid herself; she was never human. But she had kept up a convincing pretense. Could she even go back to pretending?
The sun crept above the skyline, sneaking up on Roksana and interrupting her thoughts. It was dawn; her favorite time of day. But she neither had the energy nor want to enjoy it. People were beginning to awaken, and the city moved. Preservation instinct took over as Roks quickly stole a large jacket from a cart to cover her stained body. Her red hair, which shined in the sunlight, was quickly hidden by a hood. She rushed in the now discernable direction of her home, wanting to escape the world before it destroyed her.
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