Kit Starling

My name is…Kit. I’ve opened my eyes to find myself in the world of the living. A million thoughts are crashing through my mind and above all two stand out. Who are you? And what do you want from me? With arms outstretched and a faltering smile, let me be yours. Join me…

Nobody will love you like me. All the eyes on you every day simply can’t compare. They’ll forget about you…come the darkness. When you’re all alone I’ll be there.

Long time…no see. Tell me something honest. Or don’t. I’ll find it in your memories.

A place like this. A thing like you. It all leads to one outcome. You’re a…a good fit for me. I could use someone mindless and weak. If you aren’t that by now…I can make it happen. Sweet dreams.

Fear and lust are…the same. The same chemicals frying your mind and blushing your skin. The same reaction to something you can’t get enough of. There’s an imperceptible…shift.

Sometimes the…the classics work. They’re classics for a reason. Folklore and fairytales put you at ease. You know what to expect. Except…you don’t. Nobody knows the feeling of their life flowing from them until it happens.

Pride comes before the…fall. You’re a proud little thing. I can’t wait for you to fall.

You keep an eye on your…your phone. As if that will save you from dreams. If there’s one thing the body needs it’s sleep. Your body needs me too. To fill the gap I left in you. The yearning void in your mind. No amount of videos or messages or articles will stop the night.

This one…is mine. Leave.

Hell is just a place. Like Heaven and Earth. I don’t know if you’ll…if you’ll ever end up there. It’s not my place. But I can make you feel it.

You look different in this world. Almost like a person. Flesh and meat. I’ll see you again tonight though. In dreams you won’t escape.

Evil? I don’t…I don’t think so. I don’t see morality in what I do. I have a need and I fulfil it. Your life is a commodity. It’s a resource. I need it more than you.

When the boundary between bodies…breaks down… When you can’t tell where your lips end and mine begin. When the dream seems as real as your waking life. That’s when I have you. And I will have you.

It’s the witching hour, and I’m here to cast a spell on you Be a good toy and summon me so I can have some entertainment tonight ok~?

“You should be honored. I dressed like one of you pathetic mortals for this so called ‘date’. Don’t get the wrong idea, I’m still destroying your insides later, but your goddess wanted to feel cute for a bit~”

Your brain can only imagine faces you’ve seen. Thats why I can’t show you mine. We haven’t met yet. We probably never will. It’s a pity to…to claim you so quickly. But there are so many of you to acquire. And so little time to do it in.

I bathe in your…I don’t even know anymore. Thoughts form pretty clouds. Emotions are like a vague mist. Messing with your mind is more relaxing than any spa. Your dreams are nothing more than…a banquet for me.

Nothing matters when the lights go down. The stars will witness our depravity. The moonlight will bathe our forms. And your last shuddering breaths will…will be caught in my lips.

“It takes a lot of work to keep this body in shape.” Rebecca watched through a haze of heat as they seemed to falter. She smiled. “What’s up? You look like you need a rest. Me too. Now do you want to snuggle up before or after my shower, hm?”

You tell me, why do you think I’m a good reporter? Is it because I’m diligent and resourceful? Or is it my body? I reckon you get so flustered and excited looking at my cute face and curves, you just can’t help yourself. What better way to leave a legacy than adding to them?

Rebecca’s perfume was particularly tart tonight. She wanted to make an impression with more than just her looks. “You asked for something modest, I think this counts. It would get me into the Vatican.” She smiled. She watched their nose wrinkle and their cheeks flush red.