Mother of God; Prelude into a Cold Fire

by Hitomi-Maryoku

"...the darkness. It's always there. Always there to embrace my metal body; the only thing that will. The only 'it', which will press my head against its breast and give me sympathy. Sympathy is all it will give me, because it cannot relate..."- Mog

1. Mother of God; Prelude into a Cold Fire

If time had anything to do with being alone then the word forever is a morbid word, I thought. I am empty inside. Sometimes when I lay awake in bed at night, I see a little girl huddled into a little ball crying. In truth, I know that that creature is me. But impossible has to be my logic! My man engineered mind and body cannot, is incapable, of producing such an image. Such knowledge is forbidden to me. Such hope; that one light of hope has somehow reached my battery operated mind, and I shall someday come out on top. I am the nightmare in the back of man's pathetic mind. I am a creature--. No, I am a predator of all who I am instructed to kill. I am Mother of God.