Why?

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"I walk among them, but I am not of them..."



"I walk among them, but I am not of them.

I walk the same paths, climb the same stairs as them, but they do no see me, and they do not hear me, nor do they wish to. I breathe in the same air, taste the same food, smell the same roses as them, but these do no touch me. To them, I am the danger they fear their lives for. I am worse than nothing.

I do not belong.

I stare deeply into their eyes and see not what they are, but what they could be, what they long to be. Their hopes. I have no hopes to call my own, but one.

It is there, clear enough.

I sleep as they sleep and see dreams that beg me to raze them, and then bring them up again out of the ruins of their demise. I wish to be the same.
Why was I cursed with a gift unacceptable?

I walk among them, but I am not of them. I do not belong ..."

--This was inspired from something I read a long time ago, and it was the beginning to a long story I wrote. It was the first time I wrote something about magic and whatnot. I think I'll pick it back up sometime.--

Now, off to learn Byul Byul Byul!