flarerose

He walks up to her, slowly. He delicately puts his arms under her, and in a quick jerk, lifts her from the bed up into his arms. He leaves the room and goes outside. As he walks with his prey in his arms, he remembers the solitude and loneliness that comes with so much power, ability, and beauty. Is it really worth it? Is it really worth never knowing love in order to have all this power? He silently walks the city, woman in arms, looking for a place to rest, to think of what has happened. He finds his way to the beach, where he watches the reflection of the moonlight in the water. In all of these centuries, he's seen beautiful women, both