Ƭiɱє ՏƗɑɲժ ՏƗiƖƖ INTRODUCTION Darling don't be be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years [/blue] Dong, dong. The transparent bells ring in my head. I open my eyes, revealing to any passerby that one eye was a deep dark blue and the other fushia pink. Of course, there are no passerby's because my surroundings are the white Nothingness. This is the place I was sent after I had died. It is always different, the place you go after you had died. One time I was sent to a white castle, imitating a castle in Scotland I had visited during my rather short life. Another time, I was inside a plane, forever flying above a burning scene. Just a moon ago, this place was a treehouse containing copies of my once precious dolls. There is however, two rules to these indifferent 'heavens' as our human forms would call them; everything is always white and almost unrealistic, and it always reflects what happened in the certain one's recent lifespan. These sanctuaries defy human physics, as they're placed literally inside the deceased heart of the usless body the soul thrived inside just a bit ago. No, it is not an illusion, that is fact. As time passes, the surroundings disintegrate into nothingness, and before your very eyes, you remain in the crystalin white. At this stage, it is not long until you are whisked into a new body, start a new life and are taught to forget about these places by foolish adults who think they know everything. I, though, never have and never will forget. The bells? Why they are calling me. I must leave soon and enter a new life with a new beginning. My name? My form, right now, is nameless, but I guess you can call me Ciel. That is what I'm hoping my new name will be. Names are always different, they depend on the time period. I have been named 'Edith', 'Victoria', 'Sue', 'Molly', and 'Maxee' just in the past century. I had so many names because I have a habit of dying young, probably because I do not fear death, as most other humans do. I welcome death as an old friend who has brought gifts for a holiday. It will happen any time now. Goodbye, my new friend, I'll meet you on the other side. ~<>~ Okay, okay. You're probably annoyed by my new addiction to start stories and never continuing them So, if you like it, I might continue But if it doesn't get much attention, I will just make it a one shot So... Yeah