The Hunter

Time was running out.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, no-one to give her sanctuary.
The moon was her enemy, too bright as it danced amongst the night clouds, searching her out, illuminating her body.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But even beauty has its dark side.

Her lover waited.
The promise of what was to come had been misunderstood.
She had to find him, make love to him one final time.
Try to explain how it was, why it was, what she was.
She would never be free, and They could never be.

The two lay side by side, sated by passion, he sleeping, she awake looking at the sky.
‘I love you,’ she whispered.
The moon came out in its full gleaming splendour.
She drank in its beams, the hunter transformed as he stirred.
‘I’m so sorry…’
As she drank his life’s blood, his last thought was how beautiful she was.

This was originally written for another challenge over three years ago here in pensitivity101 and I was always pleased with it.

I’ve added two words to comply with Fandango’s one word challenge today, but the original work is my own.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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10 Responses to The Hunter

  1. That’s a great and poetic story to go with a wonderful image. Very nicely done.

  2. murisopsis says:

    The classic conflict – werewolf and vampire, life and death, love and lust… very nicely done! I love when a piece can be adapted.

  3. Fandango says:

    Quite a tale, Di. Too bad it had to end his life, but at least he saw beauty in his last living thought. Well done. I’m glad you were able to repurpose this for today’s prompt.

  4. willowdot21 says:

    A perfect story, I live vampires and werewolves 💜

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