Just a little brainrot :)
I may not have any art, BUT I have some writing instead!
Does it follow some cliches? Yes. But I still love it all the same!
I hope you enjoy reading!
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The sky showed no mercy as its wrath hailed down. Roars of thunder sounded overhead, and you happened to be the unlucky victim of this downpour. The day started out peaceful, which was perfect for your planned hike, however, Mother Nature had different plans
. โI shouldโve checked the weather!โ You scold yourself as you try to find the trail through the bullets of rain. Your pack grew heavy and your boots squelched with every step as you trekked for what seemed to be hours on end.ย
Eventually you see something in the distance. As you continue to approach you make out an extravagant mansion among the trees. Your brow furrows in confusion, โWhat is a mansion doing in the middle of a forest?โ Though the manor was luxurious, something feltโฆoff. However, beggars canโt be choosers. Your pace increases along with your anxiety, but you ignore the latter. You approach the door and after a moment of hesitation, you knock gently. Minutes pass by with no answer. Impatience and exhaustion takes over as you wait. Eventually you twist the golden knob to find the door unlocked.ย
You hesitantly step inside and your anxiety grows, but once again, you push it down.
โHelloโฆ? Does anyone live here?โ You call out as you look around the entrance in wonder. A grand marble staircase with carved wooden railings is at the end of the massive, ballroom-esque room you entered through the front door.ย
โMy, my, what do we have hereโฆ.?โ A low, gravely yet smooth voice spoke out. You tense at the voice as a sense of dread settles in your chest.ย
โI d-didnโt mean to t-trespass, I only need sh-shelter for the nightโฆโ you stutter as you look to the direction the voice came from, but you only find shadows. An amused tut comes from the voice and large, slender hands rest on your shoulders. A squeak escapes your lips as the creatureโs claws dig into your skin.ย
โShouldnโt an angel like yourself know better than to enter oneโs home without permission?โ His warm breath whispers into your ear.ย
โI-Iโm sorry. I c-can leave!โ You whimper as your heart pounds in your ears.
โOh no, we canโt have that. Your blood smells too delicious for me to just let you go. After all, you came to me oh so willingly.โYou can hear the gleeful smirk spreading across his face.ย
Suddenly, you are spun around by the same hands that gripped your shoulders. Your eyes widen as you take in the creature before you.ย Long pointed rays protrude from his head and a smaller, second row resides behind them. The first set is a deep orange and the other pure black. Half of his face seems to resemble a crescent moon, its color matches the secondary set of rays while the other half twin with the larger rays. His stature is about 8 feet tall. He is clad in vintage, yet flashy clothes. Rusty orange pinpricks watch you intently as his smile widens.
โW-what a-are youโฆ..?โ You ask as fear envelops your body.ย You quake and nausea forms a pit in your stomach as your heart thumps wildly.ย
โTake a wild guess, angel.โ He chuckles wryly as he displays long pearly white fangs in an amused grin.