You try to read me,
But you can't.
You think you can,
But you really can't.

You say you read me like a book,
But these pages
Are torn,
And these pages
Are frayed,
But these pages
Are not blank.

You read me like a book,
But I am not for you to understand.
There are things written in me,
That you would not want to understand.
I've seen decades before you were born,
And I will be around decades when you're gone.
I am older than the universe,
And I am younger than the falling rain.

I am eternity,
And an instant.
You hope to read me,
But you're just human,
You can't read what you don't understand.
You think I'm human,
And I do look it,
But I'm not.

Here, let me show you.
See this fire,
This silver flame.
As it engulfs my hand,
And it does not burn me?

It is part of an ancient majik,
And you cannot understand.
You do not believe me?
Fine, I will show you more,
Yes I am a ShadowMage,
And yes my flame is blessed,
But you think a mortal could posess that.

You see this fur ripple 'cross my chest,
You see these teeth elongate?
You see the animal I become?
You see that I'm not human,
Yet you still do not believe.

I can show you one thing more,
But your life will end,
And at that end you will see
I truly am not human,
I'll let you see the monster in me.

No more fur,
But canines that do not shrink.
I'll take a drink and you'll cry out.

Yes I have a monster,
And I have a beast,
And I have God Majik,
No part of me remains.
Once I was human,
But I have not been for centuries.

I'm a ShadowMage,
A vampire,
And a changeling.
I've seen many deaths,
And lost many loved ones.
Finally shadows took me,
And now I am not human.
 
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