02-27-2009, 06:25 AM
The world seemed so pretty and pure, not to Mian's taste at all. Where was the suffering? Where was the pain and turmoil that made the world so interesting?
The vampire flew over fields full of flowers, and over crystal clear rivers, accompanied by cheerful birdsong and the clean air.
'This is making me sick...' Mian murmured to himself.
Then he could see houses. Or, more accurately, cabins, and, more importantly, people!
'I should probably sneak up on them, but i'm really in the mood to stir things up!' He said to himself with an unpleasant smile, flying down to the ground and landing neatly before the two boys and the little girl.
'What's up?' Mian asked, baring his fangs in a grin.
The vampire flew over fields full of flowers, and over crystal clear rivers, accompanied by cheerful birdsong and the clean air.
'This is making me sick...' Mian murmured to himself.
Then he could see houses. Or, more accurately, cabins, and, more importantly, people!
'I should probably sneak up on them, but i'm really in the mood to stir things up!' He said to himself with an unpleasant smile, flying down to the ground and landing neatly before the two boys and the little girl.
'What's up?' Mian asked, baring his fangs in a grin.