For over a hundred years she has remained the same age. For over a hundred years she has cried, but it hasn't changed. For over a hundred years she has blocked out all chances and dreams of falling in love and being loved in return. For over a hundred years all she has done is lived. Not because she wanted to. But because she had too. She couldn't age, couldn't move on. Many want immortality, but all she wanted was to age closer and closer to death. And it never came.