• I walked slowly...slower...slower...it was freezing...but so was I.christmas wasn't the same. i wanted difference. But now...i wish i could see my mother again... i wish i could see her smile..to feel her warmth...to feel any warmth...
    i was unloved and forgotten...i had forgotten...i lost my soul 6 months ago...
    i lost my will to live and my ability to die...if only the hands of time would turn around and undo the curse that fate had thrown onto me...that cloak of darkness...i couldn't love...i couldn't....anyone that knew what i was...i was cocky and arragant and full headed...i pushed away humanity...and now it seems i pushed it out of me...as i was thinking a woman, as pale as the snow that was falling on my paper white skin approached me...she said nothing, but outstretched her hand. i took it. no thought. the time for thinking left just as suddenly as my life had the summer of 1578.

    "doth the know of wence i have came? the bowls of hell where fire and brimstone hath spewest me...i am but a farmer thats life was stolen in the grasps of demons...na i will curse you to my fate..please be gone.." i was sincere. i knew what i could do, if she did not. "Tempt my hunger not fair lady...for you shall find a man that thy can love, not loath."
    she looked at me with pure eyes's, soft and mesmerizing. the syes that no mere nave should view.

    "i doth accept you as a son of The fallen angel. let not the words of the weak destroy thy black heart. ye are a king in the eyes of the many, young breed. i, Idalia of the royal fallen, daughter of the anjel of the botomless pit shall be your queen..you shall rule this realm...Rise my Lord..."