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Post by sacredrapture on May 7, 2009 8:13:45 GMT -5
Its in me.
I can feel it.
The only remnant of my humanity, crawling within my skin, within my head.
Vittorio.
I abhor him, for his weakness. Yet I love him, for he is all I have left of a past long taken away from me. His inner calm, patience, and purity elude me, as my powers are not held to his will.
Yet he needs me, as a vessel, to continue his existence.
As for I, Im not exactly sure why i need Vittorio. Perhaps its a whim, an existing vestige of a life I do not possess anymore.
Then again, my life was bleak before i donned my angelic raiments.
In spite of this, Vittorio only appears by accident, in instances of great emotional stress, where his traits and ideals clash the most with mine.
As fate stands, I am unsure why we are destined to coexist. Perhaps I will understand why, as i further explore this city and its inhabitants.
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