Consummavi (Lilith, Part VI)
Previous parts from Lilith:
I - Woke up hungry
II - The starter
III - It Still Burns
IV - I Remember
V - Refocus
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Some music, shall we?
She was standing in front of a pile of corpses. Her shoes were now sticking in the mud. It wasn't because it had rained, the mud was red tonight, made out of warm blood and dry soil.
Two figures were still on their feet. A man and a woman. Lilith raised her arms in the height of her shoulders and the two puppets came close together, they were now facing each other. She examined them, he was around thirty, tall with black hair and strong hands. She touched his left one and slowly started going up until she reached his shoulder, his neck, his chin, she stopped there.
Her look passed to the woman, young and pretty, with long, wavy brown hair. Lilith's hand touched the woman's cheek, so soft. It passed above her lips, headed down to the chin, neck, went between her two breasts, the stomach and finally rested on her abdomen. All this time the couple's faces were cold and expressionless. Their eyes were open, but they didn't blink not even for one moment. They looked like some peculiar type of dolls and Lilith was a disturbed child that wanted to play.
She brought them even closer and hummed a weird tune, with her hands she led one into the arms of the other and then took a step back. Her puppets were now touching each other lying on a bed of bloodless bodies. Lilith kept humming and had her eyes pinned on them. She watched as they were taking their clothes off, clothes wet in their people's blood. She watched their now naked bodies stained by that blood. Her thighs, her breasts, his legs, his back.
Ebony was also watching next to Lilith. The couple was moving up and down, a macabre play to feast Lilith's twisted plan of revenge. A ritual that took place every time she got out of her hiding place. The humming was ongoing, the puppets did not make any sounds other from the ones their bodies rubbing against each other made.
For a moment Lilith closed her eyes and just listened. She opened them again right when they both hit climax and a white sparkle came from their eyes. The humming stopped immediately and her puppets were now left with naked bodies and souls raped.
Come on Ebony. Our job is done. Time to go back.
She said. Without sparing another glance at the will-deprived lovers she watched not to step on the corpses lying on the ground. With her eyes she was following the line their blood was drawing on the ground and looking at the reflections of the night sky over this scarlet pool of death.
Hmm, had I a penny, I'd make a wish... for them to taste better the next time I pay a visit.
And she took the way back to the cemetery.
* Original story by @ruth-girl - Steemit, 2018
Thank you so much for your time!
Until my next post,
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ποσο απιθανα αρρωστο ειναι το σημερινο!!!!.... τι αλλο θα σκεφτει αυτο το μυαλο Θεουλη μου!!!!
Ευχαριστώ!!
Λες μετά απ' αυτό να χρειάζομαι ψυχαναλυτη; :Ρ
I just re-read it from the beginning as it has been awhile. Keep it coming. Good (albeit sick-creepy) stuff ;)
Oh thanks a lot! I know it's been quite some time since the previous episode, but with the work and stuff I don't have much time (or mental strength) to write more often. And here comes the usual fuss now "How the hell should I end this?"
I think you ended this chapter. But if feels like you are just giving us the introductory part of the epic. Or maybe a prequel is necessary.
I am thinking about how to present her past and whether she should stay out of her hiding place any longer. I think I might send her to her grave and then let her "tell us her story"