"Aria, you would never be able to know what emotions are from today" my mother says to me as I lay in a pool of my own blood "anytime you so much as think of anything that will give you the least bit of emotion your eye sight will be taken away from you and the color grey will be your companion until the thing you felt joy towards is ripped from you or killed. A sudden pain begins at the back of my head and the light from my eyes fill up the room and with it my eye sight is taken and the colors around me are no more and all I can see is the color grey. Anyone would wish for immortality at the dispense of certain things, but Aria would give it all up if she could only feel a moment of love. Aria cursed to be immortal and have no form of affection goes through life as painfully as it comes to her but stands still and keeps moving, consoling herself with the idea that life couldn't get any worst for her. Little does she know what life has planned for her.