A New Death Dawns

A hunger, at first all it felt was hunger, a deep longing for food for sustenance, a hunger, a longing that comes after hundreds of years of abstinence, of starvation. A craving so uncontrollable that nothing could have held it back from a hunt for food, nothing would stop it feeding, nothing as trivial as a few feet of earth and a slab of stone as it rose to the surface and stood under a black moonless night and sniffed the air, a scent brought a snarl and quicker than the eye could see it was gone, prey to catch, food to be taken, strength to be regained.