Cold Carbon
"Clover" OOAK Karo for intro to another vampire collection! Heyyy!
Sharp sound of paper cut through the stale, musty air of Memorial Library. Lily winced as her friend turned the page of Encyclopaedia of Biology. Every sound was too loud. Even her heartbeat disturbed the grave (like) silence. Mrs Morrighan adjusted her glasses.
She turned to her friend and in the lowest voice she could muster, whispered: “Yesterday evening I saw her eyes glow in the dark. They were bright yellow.”
Deana’s skin crawled. “Do you think she’s a…” A loud cough resonated through the library in rebuke accompanied by the rustling of newspaper. That strange creature lady gave them a look across the room. She looked like Adams family member. Lily wondered if she could hear their thoughts.
It was already dark outside. They got absorbed in science project. There was no one left in the library. With gnarling anxiety twisting their bowels, they put their books in backpacks and quickly headed out. Mrs Morrighan saw them off with her cold glance.
Even outside, their steps resounded too loudly. Louder than usual. “Do you wanna stay over? I don’t want to go home alone. I feel they know what we were talking about…”
“Ssssh!” Deana froze. She was trying to listen but all she could hear was blood violently pumping and gushing through her veins. “What did you…”
“Little girls shouldn’t go home alone in this dark” Mrs Morrighan appeared from somewhere. She stretched her lips. “Let me accompany you. Have you called your parents?”
Lilly felt her bladder started giving out on her. Mrs Morrighan took her hand and pulled her closer. It was the coldest hand she ever touched…dead cold…
She breathed in to scream…
“Well… wasn’t that a nice little dinner” Mrs Morrighan took out the napkin from the collar of her blouse and wiped her mouth.
Ketu exhaled joyfully “When was the last time we had something fresh? I care about the quality of my food. This frozen and refrigerated stuff makes me feel bloated. Ahhh… those rare moments of joy…”
“I appreciate your sensibility for quality food, Ketu, but you know there are consequences. We better move now.” Mrs Morrighan opened her suitcase. Pack your stuff girls, the witch hunt is about to begin.”
“Oh, speaking of that…” Ketu pulled out an envelope from the inner pocket of her perfectly ironed suit. “We got an invite.”
Mrs Morrighan raised her brow. Clover looked at her in awe… you’d think that eyebrow couldn’t go any further but here it is. She chuckled.
“Lord D’Arcy is asking us to join his clan. He’s talking about some sort of war and Gathering… I have no idea…” Ketu threw he envelope in Mrs Morrighan’s direction. She frowned. “That ridiculous clown! Who does he think he is?!” her eyebrows were doing some sort of a wild dance above her, now rageful, eyes.
Clover was inspecting her face with curiosity. “Who’s that Lord D’Arcy anyways?” Ketu spoke instead of her. “Sounds like some sort of lame romantic novel character. Is he like a royalty or something? And… since we need to run… isn’t that the perfect solution?” Clover was waiting for her aunt’s reaction. They were always doing what she said. An easy life, really. You don’t have to make any decisions; you’re just fooling around… observing your environment. She enjoyed observing. And reading books in the library. There was so much to learn. She will miss it. Hopefully Lord D’Arcy had one. He surely sounded like he did.
Mrs Morrighan rolled her eyes. “Well, since that opportunity was bestowed upon us, I guess we’ll take it. Besides… D’Arcy might end up very surprised… Clover, hand me my notebook, I have some letters to send.” She sang in newly found enthusiasm.
"Clover" OOAK Karo for intro to another vampire collection! Heyyy!
Sharp sound of paper cut through the stale, musty air of Memorial Library. Lily winced as her friend turned the page of Encyclopaedia of Biology. Every sound was too loud. Even her heartbeat disturbed the grave (like) silence. Mrs Morrighan adjusted her glasses.
She turned to her friend and in the lowest voice she could muster, whispered: “Yesterday evening I saw her eyes glow in the dark. They were bright yellow.”
Deana’s skin crawled. “Do you think she’s a…” A loud cough resonated through the library in rebuke accompanied by the rustling of newspaper. That strange creature lady gave them a look across the room. She looked like Adams family member. Lily wondered if she could hear their thoughts.
It was already dark outside. They got absorbed in science project. There was no one left in the library. With gnarling anxiety twisting their bowels, they put their books in backpacks and quickly headed out. Mrs Morrighan saw them off with her cold glance.
Even outside, their steps resounded too loudly. Louder than usual. “Do you wanna stay over? I don’t want to go home alone. I feel they know what we were talking about…”
“Ssssh!” Deana froze. She was trying to listen but all she could hear was blood violently pumping and gushing through her veins. “What did you…”
“Little girls shouldn’t go home alone in this dark” Mrs Morrighan appeared from somewhere. She stretched her lips. “Let me accompany you. Have you called your parents?”
Lilly felt her bladder started giving out on her. Mrs Morrighan took her hand and pulled her closer. It was the coldest hand she ever touched…dead cold…
She breathed in to scream…
“Well… wasn’t that a nice little dinner” Mrs Morrighan took out the napkin from the collar of her blouse and wiped her mouth.
Ketu exhaled joyfully “When was the last time we had something fresh? I care about the quality of my food. This frozen and refrigerated stuff makes me feel bloated. Ahhh… those rare moments of joy…”
“I appreciate your sensibility for quality food, Ketu, but you know there are consequences. We better move now.” Mrs Morrighan opened her suitcase. Pack your stuff girls, the witch hunt is about to begin.”
“Oh, speaking of that…” Ketu pulled out an envelope from the inner pocket of her perfectly ironed suit. “We got an invite.”
Mrs Morrighan raised her brow. Clover looked at her in awe… you’d think that eyebrow couldn’t go any further but here it is. She chuckled.
“Lord D’Arcy is asking us to join his clan. He’s talking about some sort of war and Gathering… I have no idea…” Ketu threw he envelope in Mrs Morrighan’s direction. She frowned. “That ridiculous clown! Who does he think he is?!” her eyebrows were doing some sort of a wild dance above her, now rageful, eyes.
Clover was inspecting her face with curiosity. “Who’s that Lord D’Arcy anyways?” Ketu spoke instead of her. “Sounds like some sort of lame romantic novel character. Is he like a royalty or something? And… since we need to run… isn’t that the perfect solution?” Clover was waiting for her aunt’s reaction. They were always doing what she said. An easy life, really. You don’t have to make any decisions; you’re just fooling around… observing your environment. She enjoyed observing. And reading books in the library. There was so much to learn. She will miss it. Hopefully Lord D’Arcy had one. He surely sounded like he did.
Mrs Morrighan rolled her eyes. “Well, since that opportunity was bestowed upon us, I guess we’ll take it. Besides… D’Arcy might end up very surprised… Clover, hand me my notebook, I have some letters to send.” She sang in newly found enthusiasm.