Gemstones, oh how much she loved gemstones, she would mine and dig around for them even in the worst of weather, all for dresses and jewellery, and sometimes, little treats for Spike. So when I heard she was killed in a cave in, I was shocked, not because she had died though. I was shocked with myself, and how I wasn’t even surprised at how it happened, I started to hit a point where I was no longer surprised when I heard someone had passed away. I grew afraid, not of death, not of losing everything, I was afraid that I wouldn’t care anymore.

I had every right to be scared, I knew that life was precious to those who didn’t share my life span of immortality. I wish I could apologise but I have nothing to say. Apologies to the dead are pointless when you know they will fall on deaf ears, there is no one to answer anymore.

Author's Note

Greed is not your friend