The mania that awoke her from this sleep seemed to run red, like electrical wires filled with lava, surging through her brain, infusing her with a power that burned. Her depression was shattered unlike ever before. Her soul and spine vibrated with energy. Muscles surging, clarity and mania summoned forth, sizzling away her old skin. She shed her old self and left it on the floor, then climbed through the second story window to stand on the roof of her house.
On the horizon, just over the buildings, the moon appeared gigantic, one huge eye of God peeking at his creations over the edge of Earth. Its crimson hue seeped over the aqua blue. The soothing celestial eye in the sky was now a ferocious red that coated the world. The world was going to bleed.
God was she driven and focused.
She jumped off the roof and landed with legs that immediately sprang into a run. So many delicious new scents in the air with the blood-red supermoon, and the one scent she had waited for filled her with supreme ecstasy.
Her daughter. Lilith was near.
She could sense it for the first time in over a dozen years, the unmistakable smell of her
flesh, their shared flesh, and a shared condition. This new species she’d become, something so hideous and glorious, no normal human could withstand, for whoever walks the earth with this gift, walks alone.
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