Collection of My Mini Works

Pain

In the deepest of moments, tears began to fill his eyes. He stared at the old photo, and the memories burned. His immortal life clashed with his undying love. She was only human. His cold heart felt warm when she held him close. His pale skin seemed to glow when she'd sigh and kiss his cheek with a smile. He would take her hand and they'd dance. Then he'd pull her close and whisper in her ear, "if forever had an end, then I'd love you with all my life." And she'd always whispered back, "if forever i could live, then i'd love you till i die." He ached and groaned.. his heart couldn't morn any more. "If only.." escaped his lips as he laid on his bed. Pressing the frame firmly against his chest, humming the sweet lullaby of his love, he stroked the pillow where she used to rest her fragile head. He didn't want to sleep. He couldn't close his eyes. Every time he did.. he saw her burning flesh, and heard her screams of pain as the crowd chants, "no love for the outcast!" It scorn him. Even more since she was with child. Five months until she bore. Hatred consumed him, but he was too weak to act. For eternity he lived in the shadows. so lonely.. so cold. He wished to hold her, just once more, to embrace her beauty and warmth. She was the only one that ever loved him. The monster created and cursed to protect the human race. The race that feared him more than cherished. The race that believes in death more than acceptance. 

"No love for the outcast. The shadows cant be trusted."

They never asked why. They never listened to his story..