You stare at him behind the tree you were hiding to cover yourself from the world as he continue doing his things, totally oblivious of someone's presence. If only I can be with him... You always long to be with him, but couldn't because of the border between you two. He is a human and you are... Well, there are no words to describe you. The only thing you know since growing up alone, is that you can not be seen by anyone. Except during a special hour. The hour everyone calls it is The Mourning.

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