Foolish Humans
Emotions…
Simple human things that dominate the human mind controlling what they see and do. A human's foolishness is the fact that they let emotions betray them. Words like love, hate, greed, anger, jealousy, happiness, joy and thankfulness mean nothing to me. It isn't like I want to know what it's like to feel because it will delay my purpose.
But another thought takes possession of my mind. The woman I was made after carried and felt these very same emotions and feelings that I desire. This nameless woman received and gave love. Those memories and feelings of hers are like a blanket of thick fog lingering heavily in my mind. There's no way I can remember.
But then he came along. The man known as Scar. Apparently he too loved the woman I mirror. How he can fail to see who I really am is beyond logic.
And when he comes near, something inside me leaps. I fear it… but how can one fear when they have no emotions whatsoever? I am becoming one of those foolish humans myself. I fear it…. It isn't my time to become human. What is it that's causing this inner turmoil? Is the girl I look like coming to the surface or is it only me?
I find myself wanting him more and more. I want to love this scarred man. It's me now, not the woman of the past. I smile as I realize that I do indeed have some attributes of a woman even though they say I have no emotions.
The desire to become human burns inside me like a raging fire. I want to mean everything to this human like I once did. I also want to show him how I feel about him.
But now he's sleeping of in a hidden room in this alley healing from the wounds he got while protecting me. Foolish human, doesn't he know that I can't really die?
And so, as he sleeps and I watch over him, I lean toward his face and take in the warmth radiating from his skin. It strangely warms me as I am supposedly so cold inside.
I gently lean forward…
And kiss him in his sleep.
Not short, not long. But enough for me to know. I smile to myself at these thoughts I'm having. I want to become human so I can be accepted as normal.
I see him stir and I dart away to hide just behind a wall so he can't see me.
"Strange," I hear him mumble under his breath, "I could have sworn that kiss in my dreams was real."
I turn around and walk back into the room. "Foolish human," I tell him, "you let your dreams, emotions and fantasies get the best of you once again."
For Telle