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me, feeding on the parts of me that I had left, that were still at the very least, alive but when I couldn't fight it any

on the

s that ravaged our kind mercilessly, I spent mine trying to understand what I was. Did I still have a soul? Could I

all this years as many of my kind died from my time ages ago but I never did care for humans. I felt not a single attachment towards them. Neither hate, nor a sen

hat... Grew. It was as if understanding the sort of person I was made the fea

hope of making my life at the very least bearable. Did I stop them? No. I couldn't care for humans, and truly, I did enjoy seeing t

ing for as long as I have qualifies me for this position but I am not interested in revealing my secrets

st devout and loyal underlings which by doing so gave them an edge over the others. They rule and people obey them beca

. Perhaps they feared what I would do so far away from their sights but when they realized that I truly felt nothing

could they

remodeled it many times to suit my taste with the years that passed and a day a

r, for

't predict what colours she would use, or what she would get rid of. It is strange, isn't it? I have gone

ain why I crave

uble so I have an excuse to see her again, or smell her at the very least but I'm grateful that it doesn't happen.

do know is they wouldn't just find her blood inte

rritating, but she knows it and she refuses to stop. Still, I smile and placing my elbows on the table, I cl

ont of me. She has on an off-the-shoulder, adorned with delicate lacedeep midnight blue flowing silk chiffon reminiscent of the night sky, with a subtle shimmer. It has am A-line silhouette,

on her left face and as she stares at me, her amber iris glows. She is enjoying this. I can tell. "As much as I would

used vehemently to join them or tell them the secrets I know. So they had turned Isolde Hart and pu

llen for me and told me what she was sent to do, hoping I would for

ie ourselves to anyone. Plus, I knew I would kill her if I did try to keep her by my side to long as I would find her disturb

il

"Clearly, you're not that desperate for me fucking

but eventually, it douses out and she smiles, "You have been out of thei

but them being open about it is surprising. "Did they send you all this way to tel

his like it matters. A century is a day for us. Why did she even bring it up? Would she rather I ri

akes you keep coming back? The degradation and humiliation I put

s. Just because they don't know d

ave a cactus that I have managed to keep for two years.

he

her. Immediately, she's bending her head down, letting out small grunts of pain. I stare at her for the

rs gathering in her good eye. She should attack me, fight back, but she doesn't. Instead, her eye

electricity flow

at first but she let's me push away the hair on the burnt side of my f

for the sole purpose of knowing me so completely that you fell in love with me. I don't blame you for it, but you must und

y young, and lost. I suppose the only way she would ever truly let go of me is a

with a smile on my face. "Tell me everything that happens, do you u

e only thing that makes the chaos in me pause and try it's hardest to figure out what the outco