Who is she?
Clara, Clara the name echoed through his mind. The name struck him beyond what he was used to. He was no longer a man, he was a monster lurking in the dark always searching for his next victim. Yet, there she was. Barely in her twenties, a woman full of such life and such greatness and he wanted to strip that all away and make her his own. Living over five hundred years can eventually drive you to insanity, loneliness begins to consume you and you become something you never intended on being. He was only passing through this small town, it was always like that. Come and go, never return. Not this time, he wanted to know more and see more of this woman. He wanted to know why she set a fire inside him, one that had never been set before. His flames burned out many years ago, and somehow she set him on a blaze all by how she looked at him in a single moment.
