EVEN IF THE WORLD IS VILE — intro

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ELIORA D. LIRO

PEONY OF MORGAN HEIGHTS

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PERSONALITY

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HONEST
MOTIVATED
COMPASSIONATE
GENTLE
FAITHFUL

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VENGEFUL
MANIPULATIVE
EMOTIONAL
STUBBORN
CALCULATING

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THE DIVINE
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[/td][/tr][/table][div style="width: 330px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: microsoft sans serif; padding: 2px; margin-top: 15px;color:black;"]Eliora could remember when Charlie and his sister arrived in town. Not much happened in those days and such news spread fast in a little town. That was just before she'd eventually come to terms with who she was and what had happened in her own past. She'd still thought she was a human then, barely suppressing her abilities and in constant pain from hiding everything. She'd tried to help as much as she could, as had the rest of the community, but the wound was too much for anyone to fix. She'd left fresh flowers in the room every single day and hoped she'd get better but it was too far along for her to be saved. It was odd now seeing how old Charlie appeared compared to how he'd been before. Humans were so strange, they aged so fast. She could remember when he was little more than a child, yet now he stood as a man. He was a kind, good man, and for that she was glad but it was still so strange. It reminded her that in only a few decades, her little Alianna would be an adult. She'd probably even appear older than Eliora. While Charlie was an adult and had clearly aged many years, Eliora appeared just the same as she had when he'd first arrived.

It was strange but she tried not to think about it too much. This was her first 'lifetime' as an immortal. Before, she had convinced herself she was one of them, her mind bubble wrapping itself after the trauma that her long life and powers had caused. She was afraid that losing these people would do that to her again but she told herself she'd be better this time. It wouldn't be so sudden and she'd come to terms with the short life of humans. She would be fine this time, she told herself. With such short lives, she wasn't sure why humans did so many destructive things that hastened their demise, such as smoking. Eliora had been on a walk, holding a bright blue umbrella above her head as she walked down the street. When the rain cleared and she was able to see further down the street, she folded her umbrella and noticed the light stream of smoke coming from a nearby porch. As she came closer, she looked to see the occupant was Charlie himself and she gave a smile, raising her hand to wave. "Hello Charlie! How're you today? I'm glad things seem to be clearing up, I have to visit a few buildings today and I didn't want to put them off," she called, stopping so she could talk to the man. 

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