RUINED FLESH
CHAPTER 1
Beauty is marred, burned flesh laid bare
The blood she must drink from men unaware
Lonely Lilith a companion now seeks
Through severed veins, the blood doth weep
Dark blood and clear fluids wept begrudgingly from the tender fissures in her ruined flesh. Lilith rose, slowly, painfully. Her skin split as she bent her elbows and knees. She struggled against the pain as she left bloody footprints upon the floorboards. Although she did not have to breathe since she had been turned, she gasped instinctively as she limped down the dark hallway.
Her head spun. The pain was terrible. She winced at the sun's radiant beams as they violated the shadows through the uncovered windows. She leaned against the wall for support as she cowered in the darker areas of the a
