Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Relative ❯ relative ( Chapter 1 )

I look around me. The rich, opulent furnishings of the room.

I have so much.

Then I look closer. There is no one here to enjoy them with me.

I have so little.

I look at the mirror. I note the unwrinkled face.

I am so young.

Then I remember the centuries that have passed.

I am so old.

I look at the mirror again. I calculate the perfectly symmetrical face.

I am so beautiful.

Then I register the mismatched eyes of a half-breed.

I am so ugly.

I inspect my hands. They are a pristine white.

I am so clean.

Then I remember the blood on these hands.

I am so dirty.

I decide to stop perusing the mirror.

I am so humble.

Then I turn back anyway.

I am so vain.

I hear the sound of a visitor. I rise slowly.

I am so composed.

Then I feel my heart drumming against my ribs.

I am so nervous.

I pass the book case, its contents long memorized.

I am so wise.

Then an old picture stirs my memory.

I am so foolish.

I shiver at the chill in the air.

I am so cold.

Then I think of whom I am going to meet. I flush.

I am so warm.

I see Leon come though the doors with a smile. He is coming to be with me.

I am so happy.

Then I remember the eternity I will spend without him.

And I am so unbearably sad.

It's all so very relative, isn't it?