You look up to see a looming shadow. To frightened to run, you stare at disbelief. In the web on the ceiling of the cave, was a lamia. She looked to be half woman, half black widow, given the red hourglass on her thorax. "Why... Hello there... Lost are we?" she asks in her seductive way as she climbed off her web and down the wall. "I...I thought your kind weren't alive!" you manage to say, even through the fear racing in your mind. "Oh...but we are alive, and doing so well..." she says soothingly, running her soft hands across your facial features "..we manage to keep living through the vast majorities of living prey that seek shelter... and since your are here, I feel a tad hungry.". "Hungry? For what and where?" you say, shocked by her words. "You.. my sweet.." She simply replies before..
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.10 seconds at 2:00am on Nov 25, 2024 via server WEBX1.