Exactly 60 years after the night of New Orleans, a letter came to me.

In it was everything I ever wanted for him and a fear of mine. He died. After 60 years he died.

He knew it an wrote me a letter and asked his children to send it to me with an invitation. An invtation to his funeral.

Dear Violet,

after the night in the Acesions I began my life, without my powers and without you. At first it was painful and hard, like it always was, but now I had to deal with the feelings on my own terms. There were no powers to supress the feelings anymore, and it really was painful. So I not only had to find a way to live without you, but also to find a life for me.

It was my luck that I had not lost my memories like all the others, I knew my way in the human world even when I did not counted to them just yet.

So I had money, a whole lot of money.

At first I bought me a home, for me, in a big city, I seached long until I found it. I stayed in the town where I lost everything New Orleans. In a high skyscraper I found my home, there I could come to the top and feel the wind.

To feel it and not become a part of it, was another thing I was painfully aware of. I loved it and I lost it, but I dealt with it and it became a thing for me to seek the wind.

Then I started to go out, I knew I would not get over you in just a few weeks, but it would eventully City me. And so I tried and tried. I slept with quiet a few woman on the way to that ponit.

And after one or mabye tree years, I had a feeling that I could life and it would not be painful anymore. So I stoped to sleep around a looked for my love. 'The One' like you told me she would come, came but not immedietly. I was a long search, with a few relationships on the way to it.

I tested my bounderies in relationships and the do's and dont's and with my earlier experiences with feelings - lets say they were good. I don't know how men can understand women, when they didn't ohave a past like mine. Even for me it was crazy and hard.

So between all the searching for 'The One', I also graduated in Business and built my own company for pleasures. It appears a heartbreake is good for studing.

My comany came up from nothing because I knew what peole wanted. I know the longings of the human kind and how dirty or not they were. I never gave someone the thought that his pleasure was wrong, because they were not.

And after a few more years at the age of 32 I found my 'The One'. At first she would not want to have a thing with me, we started if as friends. Then we became more. And after a while she saw what we were. Soulmates. So even for me the son of the first dark exile, Lilith, someone thought I deserved my soulmate.

Our story was easy to ceep track of, since I was a good looking company leader and the paparazzi had found a liking in me for my pleasurable company.

In the end she was helpless and felt the same as I did. We had our good and bad times and I liked that. A relationship like mine or yours are something to look for.

I know that you know my work an cept track of me. I saw the Grigori you let ceep watch over me. My own personal protectors. And even if I had not liked them, they where put to good use. Because well you see. I stamped on a few foots along the way and said nce I was a human, I could not defend myself like earlier on. So thank you for that. You saved my life.

So when this letter arrives I am indeed dead, I found my happy endling and I used it. I made it mine.

Of course my lovly lady was not blind, so she knew my nightmares are not coming from nowhere and she wanted to know what happend and I told her. Oh, she was fourios and screamed at me a long that me. But in the end she understood and forgave me.

She gifted me with three wunderful kinds all of whom you will meet. They do know about this world, I had to tell them why there always where people, why they would not get older.

The last time you saw me was a my weeding. I was glad you all came. Since I had not much family.

Onyx and I had a strange friendship, but he was a good bestman. A my side of the church was not so empty with all of you.

That day I was happy and grateful and so much more and I knew all was right. I found my place in the human world and I loved it.

What I also knew is that when I wrote this letter I would die soon. My One died a few years back and I am happy to fianlly follow her.

Do not grieve for long Violet.

Pheonix

When I red the letter I cried. They were a mix of happy and sad tears, they were a release.

I knew this day were to come and I dreaded it. Lincoln was at my side the whole time.

We went to his funeral with all of our friends and celebrated his life, like we knew he would have loved. His children where nice.

So in the end he found his happy ending and I founs mine.