23 June 2012
He lived on the streets until he was 17, he than by chance ran into a mysterious woman, who said she could take all his pain away if he would just do her one favour, he did as she asked him which was to murder the priest of the local church, he was so consumed with the idea that she could help him, she could end his suffering, do the one thing that he was too cowardly to do himself and end his miserable life. But instead she gave him a new life one without emotion, one where he was stronger, faster and better in every way that he never was in his previous like. He was now a night walker. The woman who still had not given him her name told him all about being a night walker how wonderful it was. She also told him about a clan of witches that were jealous of their immortality, that they wanted to kill them, the witches would stop at nothing to rid the world of these beings, so it was his duty to protect his people he was now a warrior. So for the past 300 years he has been going around getting rid of these witches. He goes to St Lucia where the woman sends him to find and kill the strongest of the witches line they have come across, but when he get's to St Lucia and see's her for the first time he is overcome with emotion, something that he has never felt in all the time he has been a night walker.
The night was dark, the cold seeping into every pore of his being. It has been a long time since he spoke to anyone, around 300 odd years to be exact. He was tired. Tired of the stress, tired of the killing, tired of everything, but most of all he was tired of the lonliness, he had never found any reason to prolong his existence, though he also never had the courage or strength of will to end his existence. Soon he thought to himself, soon he will end his miserable existence. He will head to St Lucia where the female witch is. He discover's that the witch is an art teacher at the local university. He decides to no only fulfill his duty as warrior to his people but to leave his mark on the world. That is why he decides to take the art class with the woman. A strange thought occurs to him, that maybe one day his true soul mate will look upon his work and know that even though he didn't find her, he did love her, with all of his heart and soul...
The strongest witch; "I need you to understand what is meant when I say I wish I could be 'normal'" she said as the looked in the mirror before thinking to herself; normal was the operative term. She could never be normal, as she like many other's had secrets. She groaned at the irony in her life. She could never tell anyone what her secret is, unless of cause she didn't value their life. She was convinced that if she ever spoke the truth to anyone, even her closest friend, that tey would surely end her existence. She hated that she worried about people finding out her secret, but at the same time she would think to herself I don’t know why I am so worried about my existence when it seems that I am destined to spend it alone ...
~Untitled~ • Opuss № I