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  • pullin708
  • Aug 22
  • 2 min read

I stand in the shadows of the lone tree, a great oak I think, atop the hill over looking the grave of many a fallen solider, or loved one that has passed from this mortal world. Today it’s my funeral, my casket being lowered being cried over, my family that watches the empty coffin descend into the earth, friends look on as words are passed over, and then a moments silence broken by sobs and sniffs. The bereaved walk away finding comfort in each others arms, just the diggers left, two burley yet somber men dressed in black, at a nod from the Vickor they cover over yet another lost sole, at least that’s what they believe.

Through it all I watch, see my daughters pain, my wife’s heartache and her strength, I do love them so and if I could weep I would, I know their pain but can not share it, they will be forever missed as will those that came before and I dare say in time there will be others. You see I had to die before they truly noticed I didn’t just look good I wasn’t ageing at alll. I will of course watch over them and keep them safe for a few more years, and as always they have been left financially secure, but I will not stay to see them buried, even I could not bare that.

I’m sure by now several options are rolling around in your head, is he vampire, maybe werewolf oh oh maybe a god or one of the immortals. But no I’m none of those not even a demon. I am no I was a general in the Lothe army fighting for humanity over a thousand years ago, we were against all manor of beasts controlled by warlock warlord brothers Merig, to lose the battle was to lose the planet, humans would be enslaved and die out of existence. I lead the charge. I killed the last brother we had won, but it’s never that easy that simple is it, one last breath for one sick brother cursed me with internal life and eternal dead love.and since that day I have always found someone had a faintly and had to die for them time and time again a endless loop of unbearable pain I’ll never escape.


Five years past my last burial, sat at a table outside a nice coffee shop on the other side of the world, enjoying the drink and the sun.

A shadow falls over me as the light is blocked out by something……



DAD!?



FIN

 
 
 

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