"Lived for more than twelve centuries, with an error not to despair. My Father was a Man, a creature, with no binds to hold his heart.
"I have being gracefully laid in the pool of death when I came into his house, from a womb which I pray not to curse.
"A woman of words which my Father spilled not her name into my ears. I only knew her by the portrait hanging on the wall of the hallway which whispered the darkness which my heart bears...."
" I knew my life would be an immortal curse, with zero possiblity to the probability of finding any, who would catch my sorrows.
"I grew up to the language and the hedges of the land beyond the horizon of the castle which I reside upon. I.... Well, I graved to the cause which lead me to believing that life is more than a mystery.
"I took years training, and learning magic. I familiarized myself with the creatures from the forest—mainly the Fear Eaters, and the Starvoks.
