Baal's Journal

Always watched, I can't seem to escape their eyes. These others are quickly becoming a nuisance to me. I cannot go much longer without feeding it, that darkness deep inside. It's clawing at me, tearing me. The pain is growing ever greater than the need. Soon it will not matter if they catch me.

I stumble, my hooves becoming far too heavy for my pain ensnared body to lift. I find quickly that I can only stand, the pale face that graces me stroking the ground as my head becomes too great a burden.

A little rest, that is all I will need. For now. Just a borrowed moment in time to lay my agonized body upon the cold earth. Mayhaps I will never rise. I can only hope.

The hope is crushed. The pain grows, sending my vision into misting clouds of red. It does not want me to rest. It cannot wait. But it is foolish as well. Though it's need grows greater by the moment, the agony it sends coursing through me will only serve my purpose. Only send me crashing to the earth into blissful blackness.

The pain eases, sleep does not come. It has caught me. Knows the game I wish to play. My strength grows as I lift my head, pretend face to an imaginary sun. It will give me time, how long I do not know. It is not as patient as I. A petulant child caught between dreams and reality. I ponder how long I can resist it, refuse it's needs. I fear the answer to such a question. I will not ask.

I can only drag my hooves forward, the respite may not last long. Only enough time for me to find one of the precious creatures. I can only hope that they are alone.

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