To be immortal is to have many, many memories. It was getting hard for Vida to tell the difference anymore. She looked in the mirror as she applied dark, red lipstick, and she fixed her pink, curly hair. There was a red velvet dress on the chair next to her. “Gosh, it looks just like that dress I wore in Paris,” she muttered to herself. Was that Paris? Or London? Was that in 1889 or 2002? And, as ...

I love the night sky

and the stories that come with it

I found someone who will listen

as I tell her stories of humans

long, long before us.

We've never met,

but we carry on their stories.

Creative minds so wonderful

they changed what I see in the sky.

So I'll tell her about it

in the dead of night

when we should be asleep.

We'll speak only by starlight.

Then, we'll lay down on the ground

by ...

Ash looked down at her hands.

It had been centuries since she devoted her mind, body, and soul to Blaze. She had done it for Mara- her best friend. She had done if for her two wonderful children. She thought Blaze would bring Mara back to life once she joined him. She thought the power she would get from joining him would let her be able to protect her children. She was wrong. He pulled her away f...

"What a random spot where absolutely nothing important happened,' you joked. I smiled as I looked around. The street had meant nothing to me just weeks before. Before you. The trees had just started to turn orange, yellow, and red, and there was a beautiful tree ahead of us. Just past it was the where the busses for our school waited every day until 3:30. I squeezed your hand tighter.

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"I'm so...

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I’ll tell you the secrets of the universe

As long as you promise to listen

I’ll tell you the stories of your ancestors

Or of mine

Or of those neither of us are related to

Just as long as you promise to listen

The same stars you ask me about

Have our names written together

Just promise you’ll listen

When I tell you the truth

I know you’ll listen

You lov...