Her arrival was much more abrupt, and much less dramatic than she'd have liked. And rather painful, judging by the landing. She was sure she hit her head. It was all a bad dream, and yes, she would soon awake from her dreams of times gone by, of a world that never existed.
But as she ran her fingers through her teal green hair, she realized that it wasn't a dream. It was better than a dream, because it was real. Everything she touched felt real. Dirt, concrete, the cold. Everything she tasted. The coppery taste of blood in her mouth.
She had wandered the streets in a stupor, clutching the small device to her breast like a lifeline. When she came, or maybe when she came to, she was laying on something hard. Her eyes opened, and for a moment she thought she was blind. Pitch-black darkness surrounded her. Silence, all around. She heard the sound of a horn somewhere, far away. Her eyes adjusted.
It wasn't quite the welcome party she had been expecting.
It was nighttime, the darkness being the only indication for if she were to take an upward glance, she would see nothing but a black sky with not a star in sight, choking with thunderclouds and smog. New sights, smells, and sounds threatened information overload. Metal carriages lined the street. How were you supposed to pull them? How silly. Lanterns with captured fireflies hung from poles, flickering eerily. Everywhere, fireflies, in different colors! Every color of the rainbow. She wondered how a world with so many fireflies could be so drab.
Not a soul on the street.
The fleshy stomp of her feet on asphalt was an unfamiliar sound to her. She could not walk yet, unaccustomed to her new form. She was like a child trying to learn how to ride a bicycle with no training wheels. In this case, walking with two feet, and as such, she had learned to crawl on the sidewalk before dragging herself into a godforsaken alley to freeze to death. Warm blood trickled down her raw knees. There were goosebumps all over her skin.
Perhaps here, she could lay her head, if only for a while.
Those first few drops of water on her face were bearable. They had only woken her from her sleep. How long had she slept? It felt like an eternity. But it was no longer dark. Was it dawn? Or dusk?
A fine layer of mist coated her porcelain skin. A single drop turned into a drizzle, a sprinkle, then a downpour, soaking her mane. She was frozen to the bone. Her joints, stiff. She hugged her knees, curling up and shivering, unable to will her body to do anything. Everything was so cold. Her eyes struggled to stay open. Her body felt numb. The sound of pounding drums reverberated in her ears. It was her heartbeat, the sound like the staccato of a metronome. It slowed. Yes, this was going to be the death of her.
She looked up. The sky was a beautiful soft azure. It reminded her of a painter's canvas. The clouds were especially stunning at that time of day. The clouds looked wispy and stretched out, like the strokes of a brush, tinted orange with a dash of purple.
"Beautiful," she whispered.
She blacked out and drifted off into a dreamless slumber.
HUMAN BLOOD HAS IRON. SHELLFISH BLOOD HAS COPPER.
I'm tired of this false notion of how blood tastes that was propagated by Stephenie Meyer
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It tastes like metal, I chose "coppery" because it sounded better than "irony"
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Hemoglobin would hardly taste like iron, since it's an iron compound which barely features Iron.
Metallic taste also works. No need to get as specific. Not that something that nitpicky matters at all.
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So you knew what was correct, but you changed to to the wrong thing so it sounded more correct?
Oh the IRONY!
1632586 Could always use Metallic, but yeah, in general, can't refer to blood as 'irony'. XD
The first chapter, and all y'all can think about is adjectives for blood taste?
Perhaps there are more vampires amongst us then was previously thought...
Also, seems like an awesome introduction to a story. Good thing it's not a 500 word one-shot... haha, that would be ridiculous.
1632586 Oh, the irony of the "irony" taste of blood.
1632488 Agreed. I hurt myself on accident enough to know what blood smells like. Word of advice. Don't black out from pain near an elevated surface. It hurts when you wake up.
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You could have called it "ferrous."
1632586 "Looks again at story image*
Dat ass!
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Oddly enough, blood can taste like iron (and as an adjective in that case, I would choose ferrous) or copper, depending on blood type.
On another note, this is an excellent opening. I would fear more for what will happen next if the rating was higher (Lyra in a dark alley, presumably unclad) but I am reassured and glad. The style you used works wonderfully here--just do not use it all of the time.
Have a nice day!
--Not a brony
The "coppery" taste of blood is an OLD literary description. Like Shakespeare old...sorry to nitpick your nitpicks ; ).
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people have been saying blood tastes coppery since long before her.
THIS IS THE GREATEST IDEA EVAR.
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So beautiful....
1632488 God I know. I love shellfish for that coppery taste. My teeth are messed up in that they are all ridiculously sharp. I can bite thru leather I bite my tongue, lips, and cheeks all the time. I'd think id notice if if my blood tasted coppery...actually, the taste of human blood is not that bad... Or maybe i just like the taste of my own blood. Ah screw it.
1632488 Waaaaait... OHMYGAWD!!!!!!! I LOVE YOUR WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy CRAP! This is like the seventh time this has happened! I cant belive my favorite authors on this site like the same stories I do!!! Have a triforce!
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"A fine layer of mist coated her porcelain skin."
And absolutely nothing sexual is going on right now, but I can't help but think about how Lyra is in the nude right now. And as you, Dennis have been pointing out recently, Lyra is sexy.
So it's a story about Lyra, who has lost her memory after being transformed in to a human, and then transported to our world??
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Ok, I'm gonna enjoy this one!!!!!
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"I think it would be ironic if everyone taste of iron"
I HOLLLLLD OFF READING ALL THE BEST STORIES.
I solute you Dennis.
You know what? Fuck it, I'm reading this!
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Er. I'm sorry to say, 'copper-taste' has been around longer then Stephenie Meyer. It sincerely tears at my heart, though.
It's because if you've ever put a penny in your mouth, and you have - admit it - the taste of blood is similar.
But other metals 'taste' pretty much the same as well. So why copper? I don't know. It's a myth that's probably older than you are.
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It's the same reason why you taste copper when electrocuted. Copper just tastes like blood.
The Iron in our blood is irrelevant, because it is in so few parts per million that we would be unable to taste it.
Dude! Please finish this! That's a devil of a cliff hanger you got there!!