Bad Blood...
fragmented images of blood streamin
t her mother sitting in front of her mirror. She rests her hands on the older woman's shoulders
ed to you. Our lives are so much entwined and yours nearly destroyed. One never realizes with the blink of an eye, sometimes a whisper or the t
l me what you kno
You were captured and trapped for eight years in a cult of women called the Sisterhood. When I found you, y
d, is it the past y
u were trapped in a world full of shadows and lies.
nd chance. Please, take i
r answers to her questions, clearly in the reflection of h
e time a strangely, instinctive loner. I look at people but I stand aloof and withdrawn from
at the most innocent of things or objects. I c
yce swiveled her chair round to
she goes and stands in the shadows of her bedroom. She looks at her mother but she was
when I blinked, a house appears. It is in a blazing inferno, right in front of me. I c
all over my body, my heart beating too fast I want to look away but I can't.
goose bumps from her arms. Completely entranced by what she sees in front
the pictu
" Joyce watches
se. The place seems very fa
t." Joyce u
peared as though she didn't hear a word.
small blinking lights. I move deeper into th
n my spine. My body fills with ecstasy. Smiling, I touch with a finger, tasting the honey. My eyes turn amber than yellow.
her eyes not wavering
desire sizzling through my veins my aching fingers long to touch anoth
er likeness but I know she was my lover. Our bodies entwined, for in her
he minutes tick by. The only so
l the darkness just lurking behind the wall in my mi
e for now. Tell me t
els in front of her daughter. She brushes the hai
f her hand and the brush of her fingers, she reveals to me the perfect picture of golden
her hands reached out to her lover. Her
her eyes. She seems troub
onlight feast. I believe my seduction was faceless, one touch...one
d focus on her mother.
eathless, uncertain, wanting to know more but never seemi
ming down her face and her body. Taking deep breaths until calmness s
or a run! This usually makes you more at ease. In the mean
tside of Steinkopf. As the time passed, she feels herself slowly coming a
ays of the sun breaks over the horizon. Enjoying the early morning warm
lence surged through her veins. Within the ranks of the Sisterho
chosen for her years ago, according to the rules of her family, a family she was once part off. It was a l
. He treads on grounds he knows would someday soon come back to swallow him. His wife and daughter is from a society of women he
understand wha
ut you can't be
in my financial business. As the head of this family,
s nothing to me, Eric. You made promises to me years ago, but you have k
fear he managed to conceal from his voice and eyes. "You will
l I listen to
r. Her eyes devoid of warmth, onl
who raised me. Remember my past. Do not challenge me. Shamane is my daugh
ou say, Joyce. My de
o all your nonsense but not today. This is yo
older man feels her heat he recogniz
n't have a say in this matter. I make the choices in this hous
ow, she catches sight of her daughter, returning. Her eyes troubled looking at fat
and step onto broken glass, whi
ou oka
at her only daughter. "Di
hange the subject. Are you certain you are okay? You
and I had a
ss of water, than swallow a couple of sip
g don't worr
d me not to worry real
rling. You go and shower. Then I want yo
nt was abou
subject,
tare at h
easy underneath her child's direct, piercing look. She knows in
bitter brother, he is the only one father loves and takes note of. Edmund his youngest son, between you and me, we love and trust him. I find our family structure very strange. You can deny it al