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Little story

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Dark night in the middle of nowhere. Darker then ink and silent like death. Nobady is so brave or stupid to take a walk in the forest within the light of the moon. No one except a dhampir who don't need light to see and don't need a blink of rest.

Someone or something is here. He feel it in his bones. It tickling down his spine like a thunder and gives unwanted goosebumps all around his body. The sound of silence never a good sign and if the following din is the crack of some twig is the worst.

In the blink of an eye Nyx moves. Grab his short sword and make a spin but only finde his own shadow. Don't move not even blink or breath. Now it's time to do nothing and listen. Another crackling of sprig and leaves again from behinde. Nyx make a quick turn but now he see it. It is so big it's hard to believe he can't notice earler.

Red dim of light start to glowing from the creacute what start to get stronger and stronger. The tall thing make a soundless move forward like a blinde beast who want to sniff around knowing that someone is there. It take a big breath slowe and calm like someone in half-sleep. When the air start to rush down through the nose of the creature it sonded like a couple of dieing humans last breath. The figure open his mouth and take a closer look to the rover who can do the same.

His body wrapped all around grey torn tissues what looks like million years old. Underneath Nyx can see the skinny figure with rotten meat what blackend and stuck to his bones. In the hairless head he can see the two black eyeless hole and the meatless nose woven with spiderwers. When he see this he just discover the creatures open mouth. Dry and cracked like a piece of wood but in it's inside he can see the tiny spiders running up and down.

The lantern what make the strong red light is start to fade out. The monster closed his mouth and lowered the lantern. The pure starless dark take back his place and the thing make a move what looks like a big unwanted bow. When he stand up again he make a slow and soundless turn and just like he arrive he disappeared in the darkness.

Nyx put his sword away and just stare at himself. What was thet? Respect from an undead to an another one? The thought leave a sour aftertaste in his mouth but he take a last deep breath and continues his way.