Bloodlust

In this town, a woman was expected to entertain the men of the night with her blood, her body. She was not her own person; belonging to them like a piece of furniture. As far as they were concerned, her conscience and feelings were of no concern. She was a walking blood bag and tonight her life would end.
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1. Prologue

 

Splayed across the large, ornate stone table in the centre she yearned to leave through the crumbling archway. Adjacent to the archway was a golden effigy, its significance unknown.  Was it to bring luck, or to forever remind her of her dishonourable actions? How was she to escape the oppression? There was no way out, trapped in the clutches of snarling, leering men who were thirsty for her blood. And so easily, they left her to die.

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