The Feast

by blizno

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The other Nightwalkers stood by silently, almost…if such an emotion was possible for such as they…respectfully, as the sobbing Tyson-thing tore the dead flesh from his lover of ages ago with his rotting teeth and bolted down bitter chunks of meat whole.
The man hiding in the shadows fought to keep down his bile as the horrid feast continued. He knew well that the slightest sound from him would bring down death…no…far worse than death…from the Nightwalkers watching the dread “ceremony” from behind the trees.

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Average Reader Rating: 4.0 stars out of 5

  1. The Feast

    cainegreene's Buddy Icon cainegreene

    Posted 7 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Liked your guy in the background. He has witnessed the ceremony. what now? check and see the sequel. Was Tyson sobbing here?

  2. The Feast

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 7 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Yes, lots of neat detail in this short ficlet. It’s almost scarier to think of these things having more thought and emotion than your basic zombie.
    LoA

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