So, I'm back with another short story type thing. This time, it is actually connected to a story that I've had in my head for a while. It is the tale of Elizabeth Frankenstien after she has been turned into a monster by her husband-to-be. She travels throughout Transylvania meeting up with classic gothic horror characters such as Dracula and Mr. Hyde. This story has been teeming in my head for a while, but it must wait along with two of my other stories that are nervously tapping their feet in the waiting room of my head. So, when I saw this picture, I flipped. It was so beautiful, so haunting, even in its...slight graphicness. So, if you faint at the sight of blood, do not look at the coming picture. But, yeah. I had to do something with this picture to tide myself over. So, yeah. Here it goes.
(All rights reserved to Bumblescutt, the artist. Found on deviantart.com.)
Drink me up, drink me up...
The blood called to her. But she could not let herself scumb to its siren song of lust and desire. She had to keep going.
The child in her arms wailed loudly, being only drown out by the sound of the rumbling thunder. Thunder... Her frightening eyes wandered through the forest and up to the castle not far off in the distance.
She knew what was happening up there. That wretched scientist enjoyed fooling around with the natural order of things. She hoped that he would die by lightning, considering that is how he brought life to the creatures he created. But he was the real monster.
"A monster like me..."She thought to herself. Temptation was a hard mistress to the girl that had never chosen the life of a blood drinker. It was placed upon her shoulders for one reason or another.
Her father, too, was a monster just like the scientist. He had wooed her mother, turned her into one of them and married her against her mortal will. Her mother bore a child from her mortal life and so it was that she was born, with her father's raven hair and her mother's beauty, which, because of her father, she would keep forever.
Immortality, she had learned quickly, was full of loss and lonliness, contrary to what most humans thought. For most of her life, she was locked away and taught that she was a monster, unacceptable, terrifying.
But she had rebelled. She escaped her father's grasp and the cold, dank, dark tower of Castle Dracula. And now, here she was, protecting a mortal child from the cold, cruel world around it.
The child shivered, and the vampire held it tigher to her chest, hoping to shield it from the cold winds which she could not feel.
"Sh...Sh..." She tried to quiet the child in vain. The forest raged around her, each tree dancing in the gale.
A scream erupted from the castle and it made the newborn cry even more. She clutched the baby and whispered comforting things to it. It was odd to her, that the immortal should be comforting the mortal, when it was the immortal that needed the comfort.
Lighting flashed, lighting up the fear in the vampire's eyes. Am I doomed to walk this Earth for enternity? A silent, absent tear rolled down her cheek.
Forever...is too long.
Fin.
So, there you have it? What did you think? I know it was kind of vauge, especially the child. But, I don't know why the child was there, or who it was. So, yeah. It was there. Maybe you can guess. I didn't name the vampire either, because I felt annyomity was good for the picture and this quick tale. So yeah, let me know what you think!
3 comments:
I really liked this one! The story between the nameless vampire and the child makes me think that people who are hurting can still help others. That's what I got from it at least ...
Very well written, Josh! I think you could totally add onto this story in the future, and I can't wait to hear your others!!!
this is great Josh! you're an awesome writer!
Ahhh, that was pretty cool! The last line was very wow. Impactful. I hate thinking about eternity; it's too vast of a concept for me to grasp. But for sure, eternity in Heaven kicks the caboodle of eternity on Earth.
Bravo! :)
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