Trinity RPG - Tales from Eden: Dancing with Blood (Emily Williamson)

[Emily Williamson]

Somewhere in the blighted lands lives an animal. It is a dangerous animal, even for the other powerful things that live there. It's especially dangerous because, unlike many other animals, it dreams.

Sometimes it dreams of being human, of being a girl, with problems and tears, but also with good memories and a relatively normal life. It dreams of leaving that life behind, and becoming more than human, of becoming a goddess, a living dream, and having almost all she ever wanted, even if it was at a price. It dreams about laughs, smiles, hugs and kisses, about friends and lovers and everything in between. It dreams of dancing, of feeling that ecstasy, and making whole crowds feel the same way, and it dreams about feeling happy for all those people, about liking to make them enjoy it. It dreams of not only being a person, but being a good person.

That's only sometimes, though, because it mostly just dreams about the blood. About the pleasure of things ending with the blood of your enemy pooling in your hands, about the wonderful, wonderful metallic taste of it. It dreams of being in control, of the simple enjoyment of smelling fear before claws wrap around a victim's still-beating heart.

It isn't sure which of those dreams lead her towards the edge of the blighted lands, and back into the world of the living, of the breathing, of the human. And woe, woe to them, for the Red has tired of hiding, and shadows of a half-remembered life are teaching it to remember hate.

[Note: This text may be revised and edited when Millie is not half-asleep and in better state for writing. Also: To Be Continued]