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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Henry" data-source="post: 2133455" data-attributes="member: 158">Most sentient undead I think have a very similar experience, with minor variations.As an experiment, exhale until all the air you can has been expelled from your lungs. (Don't kill yourself, now. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />) Now, hold it a minute. Hold it 'til you get that queer sensation of running out of breath, before your body forces you to take a breath again. Imagine that sensation, of being able to talk, but not breathe, to not truly take the refreshment from that air that your body says you should have.Now, Imagine true numbness. Imagine if you can (or have experienced) the feeling of dead weight of your limbs, your skin, your body, unable to feel the smallest pin prick or the deepest cut. You can move, you can be cut, you can see the needle, or knife, or instrument, enter your body, but it's like watching someone carve a haunch of meat. And it's not meat, it's YOU.Combine those two with the sheer feeling of freefalling you get just before you fall, that queasy feeling of no-gravity before gravity kicks in. And imagine you feel this way ALL the time. Not just a moment, but every moment. That's a concept of undeath. No hunger, no thirst, no desire for anything - except living again, because it feels like SOMETHING.Vampires, Wights - these creatures have a blessing they can partake of. When you drain blood, or when you sap the life through the pores of the living at a mere touch, imagine the nectar of that former life of yours seeping back again. Then, it's gone again. But if you touch, if you drink, one more time, it comes back. It feels like there is no death, no undeath, it feels like you can breathe again! Your tongue tastes sweetness and even musk again!...and then, the victim dead, it's gone. But it was soooo good that little bit. You may be horrified at first that your pleasure has killed another, but -- it DID feel good, just for those few seconds, didn't it? But you'll never do it again... until....That's what I picture undeath as - a state of unease for eternity.</blockquote>

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