Monday, June 6, 2011

A story....

I'm in a Broody mood and writing is a good way to work out a brood for me so I'm going to write a story....

Laying here in the night all I can think is will i ever have someone there to hold me when I need holding. Will there be someone there to cherish me, watch me sleep just because they can and love me with out reservation? It's hard for me to let go and let someone help me and protect me when I've done it all myself for 327years. Never in 327years have I had anyone to be there by my side for a week let alone for the eternity that is my existence.

Yes you read correctly I am 327years old though I only look 27, no I'm no vampire nor am I fae of a sort. I'm just me Lorna G. Hanover, Immortal. Don't Ask what the G stands for I've forgotten on purpose what it means. I don't know where I come from or who my parents are though the people who raised me are long gone by now. I just know that I'm alone in the world with the exception of the Fae, vampires and Ware that live in this world along with the humans.

The only powers I have it seems is to see Aura's and being able to shift and mold energy. Its come in handy for identifying the other species that live on this planet. The only Aura i cant see is my own and because I cant see my own aura i still don't know what i am nor how i came to be here in this world.

I am alone and worse yet I am lonely.

What to do now? Well....I guess I'll go feed...

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