* This is more of an exercise than a short story. It's really a scene that is meant to help me familiarize myself with the novel I'm about to start writing...soon. I've been planning it for a while. Anyway, I wanted to hear your thoughts*
The fragrance was infuriatingly sweet, driving him to a state of complete oblivion. He did not care that the thick branches and leaves closed behind, in front, on either side of him and did not permit him to pass through, hampering his view of any possible way out. He was perfectly content exactly where he was, smelling the virgin earth, untouched, unknown, so very innocent. He dared not let his hand run through the dirt, knowing that something as precious as this should be treated like a fragile ornament, knowing that something so innocent should remain so, no matter what.
‘Please,’ he whispered, a hint of everlasting melancholia in his voice, ‘come back.’
‘Eat.’
He heard a voice behind him. Soon enough, she appeared, as if out of no where. It was Earth, herself, the virgin, the fragile ornament. She was completely naked, with only the thick black locks of hair covering her breasts. Her skin appeared snow white in the moonlight, and devoid of any flaw. She was shaped like a true woman, her curves exaggerated, her lips thick and red and her black eyes, hollow and unfathomable.
‘Eat, I said.’ She repeated, her voice rising.
‘I will do as you say.’ He said, trembling.
This Goddess, this creature of the night, this beauty drove his every desire. He bit into the Earth, feeding on the virgin dirt, watching as the creature started bleeding, a large open wound in her stomach, as though somebody had bitten a chunk of flesh off. She screamed in pain and pleasure and laughed a ringing , haunting laugh. He continued to eat, devour, until there was nothing left but him and the bleeding Earth.
He stared at the dirt, the blood dripping from his lips, the mauled Earth staring back at him, begging him to eat more, to love more, to devour.
‘Eat.’ He turned and stared at the trees. More and more Goddesses appeared, but these ones did not look as innocent, not as fragile. They looked vicious. They were stunningly beautiful with their wild hair and electrifying eyes.
‘Or shall we eat?’ One of them asked in a melodic voice, approaching him, coming into the light.
The beauty that she was, the unworldly, ungodly beauty that she was stunned him. Her scarlet hair entangled her ivory skin like flames burning her, her bright red lips tainted with blood parted slightly as she stared at him with her electrifying gaze begging him, no, ordering him, to submit.
‘Eat.’ He whispered.
They pounced, ripping flesh with their long claws, biting into him with monstrous fangs and feeding on his blood, feeding on his flesh. He screamed in agony and pleasure, as the Goddesses kissed his life away under the moonlight. He had never been happier in his life.
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