Past:
I have a very vague memory of coming into the world 200 years ago. Some would find it surprising, how I could recall an early memory like that; let alone after all of this time I've been alive. (If I ever had the desire to tell them... Or if they had the desire to speak to me.) But what I find as the strangest thing of being ageless, or immortal, is that I can remember almost any past memory perfectly. Except for that.
I didn't have any family, as odd as it sounds. -Considering I had to be born somehow... But that's not what had happened, I'm sure. It just happened... I can't describe it. The only thing I remember is that there was a blinding flash of red light. The first thing I ever saw, was when I looked up and saw the night sky filled with glittering stars. Then, there I was. I had eyes that could see the world around me. I had ears that could hear the words that were spoken to me. And I had a mind that in the future, wouldn't be able to understand why the things that happened to me... Happened.
I was "born" the way I look now, I've always have and I always will. -A bright, glowing mane of sparkling red plumes; charcoal-black wings like those of a raven. When I made my first appearance, other kiamaras didn't understand. They had never seen me before, but also had never seen anything like me before. It was like I didn't have an impression on them. They didn't think I was evil or a monster, but they knew I was far from normal. They just couldn't comprehend what I was, or who I was. And, admittedly, I couldn't comprehend what or who I was either. I still can't. They didn't speak to me and I didn't speak to them. Was it fear that controlled both of us to act like the other is merely invisible? This went on for years...
After a hundred or so years, the other kiamaras started to finally get used to me. I wasn't fitting in, it wasn't nearly as simple as that. After all that time, they found out that I was immortal (since I would be dead by then...) and realized that I was special. There were 3 different impressions they had on me. They were either too afraid to speak, look, or go near me, or the more spiritual ones were convinced that I had 'come from a falling star' and treated me like a goddess. And the last impression, the most common one, was that they thought a little bit of both. Those kind were like servants. They served me, did whatever they thought I'd want, yet acted submissive towards me and never uttered a word. They wasted their lives on me. -That was the worst part...
I still live that life; being close to so many others, yet so far. I am surrounded by riches that my "servants" have brought me, yet there has always been something different that I want from them. I know so many others that are like that, but I don't know any real friends. I admit that I actually was used to living a solitary life before this, liked it even. I would hide away where no one would think to go, but I would still stay close to them. Old deserted buildings, inside storm drains (yes, gross), and my favorite was being up a tree like a bird. That way, I could listen to what they were saying (not creepy...) and at night be close to the starry constellation, of which I named myself. -And wish on falling stars. I thought that if I understood them better, my life would change. I don't understand, but I know I'm supposed to.
Present: WIP
Future:
Others would do anything to be immortal like me, but to me immortality is over-rated. Sometimes I think people just treat me like royalty, so some of my immortality would rub off on them. But when you see through my eyes... You're alive forever. The kiamaras that treat me like a goddess, yet they are afraid of me... It's like they have no life at all. It sickens me. While I'm the one that's ageless, with no desire to 'live life to it's fullest', and they're the ones that are wasting their own lives.. Which is limited... I just don't understand. Sometimes I think that my life is a test, a test to see if I could make friends despite my appearance and when I do I'd bee free of this curse, like in one of those stupid 'life lesson' movies.
Life is pretty important; you have ambitions and goals to take care of, since you know someday your life will end. When you're immortal, like me, you can do those things any day you want. -You have no limit. Why would it matter so much, then? There's so much I don't know about the other kiamaras, yet there's so much they don't know about me. What I'll be doing in the future, I don't know. I will still be around, though. Someday I hope that I'll be able to return to the previous life that I had been living. The one where I could perch in a tree and be free to live my own life without being noticed.
✶★Art;;