How long has it been? How long since I was able to walk along the streets on a sunny day, enjoying the heat on my skin? Striking up a conversations with fellow wonderers about this or that.

Aaahhh!! She lied!! "Live your life with no worries." That's what her soft alluring voice said to me. " All you have to do," she held up an old glass jar, just under my chin, "exhale into this jar, that's all I ask." I did s she asked, not thinking I would be selling my soul, to be imprisoned in "this" body. Terrifying those who glanced my way.

How long has it been since I jokenly said yes to immortality?