As I walked across the white sandy beach, where the sky was reflected in the clear blue waters and you could not see where the ocean began and the sky ended, I stood there and wondered. What am I? I had been many things in my life; a daughter, a sister, a women, a mother, a warrior, but most importantly, a Immortal. What does this all mean? Why do we exist? It had been centuries since I had felt the love of another of my own kind. I had lost everything in my life that I had ever cherished; my families, my loevers, my children...my mortality. They were all dead. Only I remained unharmed and unchanged.
I am scared to love. I'm afriad that the Gods have placed a curse on me. Everything I touch, becomes dust, from the contact with my pale fingertips. I feed on the hopes and dreams of others. While I grow stronger, they crumble up and die from my fatal kiss.
If the Gods were ever to spare me this enternal damnation, I swear, I will spend the rest of time in the Hell below. I am the judge, jury, and executioner to my victoms.
I will always be what I am, have been for the last 3,000 years. There is only one truth in this life, you are forever utterly alone.