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As Briallen's hunger for mortal flesh grew larger, she peered to the man and began to play the flute's hypnotic, haunting tune louder. From afar she could have easily been mistaken for a banshee due to the fact her face was shrowded by the hood of a black fur cloak. The only thing that distinguished her from the wretched creatures was her flowy white silk dress, adorned with a celtic belt buckle, and her feminine, rather helpless stance.
He peered ahead. Was that flute music he heard? He picked up the pace until he saw her. He whistled to himself.
Once close enough she removed her hood, revealing her plump, fair skinned face, royal blue eyes, rose red lips, and wavy platinum blonde hair to die for. She battered her thick black lashes innocently as she resumed her flute song, the beautiful Kelpie mesmorsing.
