{"id":67045,"date":"2011-10-08T17:37:14","date_gmt":"2011-10-08T21:37:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/67045\/hunt-contribution-dark-portal\/"},"modified":"2011-10-08T17:37:14","modified_gmt":"2011-10-08T21:37:14","slug":"hunt-contribution-dark-portal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/67045\/hunt-contribution-dark-portal\/","title":{"rendered":"The Hunt (contribution for The Dark Portal)"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is a contribution for the dark writing group “The Dark Portal<\/a>“<\/font><\/p>\n

For maximum immersion, press play on the video below before reading.<\/font><\/p>\n

This song inspired this post:
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The Hunt<\/span><\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

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We run together. Rocky crags and snow covered lichen flashes by under foot. All is lit with glowing blue moonlight. The icy wind burns down upon our fevered ears and hungry mouths.<\/font><\/p>\n

Our breath echoes against the frozen hardpan beneath us. Plumes of steam shoot from our lungs in unison, a testimony to the burning hunger that drives us. Our hearts beat as one, pounding down upon our prey like war drums.<\/font><\/p>\n

The trance of the hunt has fallen upon us. We are an unstoppable force of muscle and bone. The burn of fatigue melts away as our legs find new power and speed. Our prey’s bloody breath burns in our noses, enticing us in for the kill.<\/font><\/p>\n

The first of our pack hits the target, knocking it down in a skid. Time slows and the senses hone in like a razor. Our teeth lock and rend as the universe explodes into a flash of quivering flesh and salty blood.<\/font><\/p>\n

A desperate cry melts upon our ears like a half-forgotten afterthought from a thousand miles away. The kicks give way to jerks and then quiet quivers. Slowly fading into nothing as life bleeds free.<\/font><\/p>\n

The pleasure of the kill is upon us. Our breath gushes with the intoxicating iron aftertaste of fresh blood. Vision blurs as we gaze up at the moon above us.<\/font><\/p>\n

In unison we howl forth our passion and our thanks from the deepest parts of our souls. We offer our ecstasy to the guiding spirit above. The mother that lights the hunt<\/font>.<\/font><\/p>\n

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