I sat on my warm bed. The moon stared at me thourgh the big french windows. I comeb my goldon hair and wathced as Alcatraz stood outside. He hated the world, and we knew it. We all did. We all hated the damn Gods. Curseing us to live like monsters. Drinking bloold. Never ever having kids. I think he thought he has it bad. My life was ripped out from me when tha man took sometihng most presuios to me..
Lillth walked in and floppped on her bed.
"Watch him again, are we?" she knew I liked him. I did, and do. But he'ed never like me. Never.