Father Son Talk I

In the silence of night, the pair ravaged and tore into each other like a pair of feral beasts. It was as if desire rushed up their throats like a sandy tide, and they withered away from dehydration under the blazing sun. Even after quenching their thirst, it left them wanting more. Unable to endure, or hold back.

And so, they forgot the passage of time, and the sensation of being satiated and continuously drank, ate and hungered for more.

The beginning became the end, and the end another beginning, as logic and morality lost all meaning. Whether it be midnight, dawn, or the afternoon, Nikolai and Selene took no heed to the time or place and merely filled each other's emptiness until their bodies collapsed.

"Are you alright?" Nikolai asked, lying on his back enjoying a glass of blood wine, as the afternoon sun was setting to welcome the evening.