Title: Doux Rêve, Mon Chèri
Author: Artemis D. Hunt
Chapter: Prologue/?
Summary: They say that when a person dies, their soul goes to inhabit another body. But what about those who don't die? Those who are Immortal?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters associated with Harry Potter. Their rights belong to Warner Brothers and J.K. Rowling.
Authors Note: I started writing this after reading Cherry Stain's Firefly Tides. The only thing I borrowed from her is the immortality part. Also the title is French meaning Sweet dreams, my love.
Prologue
Between the time of my creation and my birth, the Fates decided to play a cosmic joke on me. Of course only they knew it at the time and I would not know it for many years to come. I was born on July 31st, 1981, but most people wouldn't believe me if I said so. Those of you reading this probably won't believe me, saying how can this be. You would have to be over seven hundred years old. But I am. I am immortal.
I'm not a vampire, I didn't sell my soul. I don't know how I became immortal while those I love are buried six feet deep. I just am. And this is my story.
End Notes: Like it says above this is only a Prologue, their supposed to be short. I'm almost finished with the first chapter and I'll get it out sometime around Monday. Believe me, it's much longer.
Author: Artemis D. Hunt
Chapter: Prologue/?
Summary: They say that when a person dies, their soul goes to inhabit another body. But what about those who don't die? Those who are Immortal?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters associated with Harry Potter. Their rights belong to Warner Brothers and J.K. Rowling.
Authors Note: I started writing this after reading Cherry Stain's Firefly Tides. The only thing I borrowed from her is the immortality part. Also the title is French meaning Sweet dreams, my love.
Prologue
Between the time of my creation and my birth, the Fates decided to play a cosmic joke on me. Of course only they knew it at the time and I would not know it for many years to come. I was born on July 31st, 1981, but most people wouldn't believe me if I said so. Those of you reading this probably won't believe me, saying how can this be. You would have to be over seven hundred years old. But I am. I am immortal.
I'm not a vampire, I didn't sell my soul. I don't know how I became immortal while those I love are buried six feet deep. I just am. And this is my story.
End Notes: Like it says above this is only a Prologue, their supposed to be short. I'm almost finished with the first chapter and I'll get it out sometime around Monday. Believe me, it's much longer.