User:Ventasha

I walk home in silence. The same silence I have lived in for my entire existence. The same silence I will continue living in for the rest of eternity. Who am I? child of darkness, the spawn of sorrow and grief, but the flame that lives inside my hollow heart will continue to burn, feeding off every glimmer, every spark of light. A small one skips along the path. She has been giggling, the joy of laughter shining through her. When she draws near her face freezes. Eyes wide, she gapes at the looming figure before her. "W-Who are you?" She asks, her innocence apparent yet her fear just as obvious. Is smile at the little one, reach out my hand for her trembling figure. Soon all her light will be gone, she will be but a shell, wondering where her love and laughter has gone. But not yet little one, you still have a few years with your childhood. I pat the small one's head, stroke her cheek lightly with my long, thin fingers. She trembles, but I see a small smile on her lips. She looks up at me with innocence, that sweet innocence I never had. As she skips away, I can't help but she'd a tear. Not a tear of pity, but one of jealousy. But soon, soon, all that beauty would be mine. Soon.