First taste

The rush, the thrill, the taste.

She is amazed by the feel of it coursing through her veins. She never once imagined it would be so wonderful.

The high is like nothing she has ever experienced before. It makes her want to do even more rash and ungodly things.

She looks at the prone body before her and smiles before diving right back in to feast. She has just found out how great it is to be cursed and is not about to give it up.

The first taste of blood is what makes the curse real.

The rush, the thrill, and the taste.