The witch looks up, pale in the copper-rosed moon.
She stares unexpressionly at you.
The search of eternal life has brought you here.
"But are you willing to lose those you are near?"
"Eternal life can olny bring you so much happiness and pain,"
"In the end it is your emotions it will tame,"
Sealing your fate for endless life,
through centuries you still remember that night.
'We don't live forever either' said the witch herself.
You watch as your own comrades lose to death,
while as you remain with your health.
You no longer feel for reason to live.
Short-lived was what allowed you to work so hard.
Years have past and you can't really feel,
why you should live, what is even real.
Your fading with time, fading with life.
As you linger for a while longer you remember,
words that someone had said long ago
"If you can't express feelings for life, you
can not truly live; by then you should feel
the need to let go,"
~Uni200192 =X ^^
We work so hard to survive. But live with expression and Thrive!
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