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green eyes scanned the dance floor , where slender limbs clas in scraps of silk and black leather appeared and disappeared inside the revolving columns of smoke as the mundies danced. Girls tossed their long hair , boys swung their leather clad hips, and bare skin glittered with sweat. Vitality just poured off them, waves of energy that filled him with a drunken dizziness. his lips curled. They didn't know how lucky they were . They didn't know how it was like to eke out life in a dead world , where the sun hung limp in the sky like a burned cinder . Their lives burned as brightly as candle flames — and were easy to snuff out.
His hands tightened on the blade he carried , and he had begun to step out onto the dance floor when a girl broke away from the mass of dancers and begun walking towards him. He stared at her. She was beautiful , for a human— long hair nearly the precise color of black ink, charcoaled eyes. Floor length white gown , the kind women used to wear when the world was younger. Lace sleeves belled out around her slim arms. Around her neck was a thick silver chain on which hung a dark red pendant the size of a baby's fist . He only had to narrow his eyes to know that it was real— real and precious. His mouth started to water as she neared him. Vital energy pulsed from her like blood from an open wound. She smiled passing him, beckoning with her eyes. He turned to follow her, tasting the Phantom sizzle of her death on his lips.
It was always easy. he could already feel the power of her evaporating life coursing through her veins like fire. humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguard it at all. they threw away their lives for money, packets of powder, for a stranger's charming smile.
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