Astaroth in exchange for my immortality. Totally devastated, i tried to seek comfort with the falcons, but they flew away in fear. --

I left civilization that night and avoided all contact with humans, except when i hunted, and mistrusted everyone and everything --

that had to do with authority figures with a sense of paranoia.

After I had saved myself for centuries I had started to travel round the world and had left my home but now I stood --

and looked at what was left of it

My old home looked like almost a ruin parts of the roof had collapsed and the front door was hanging only by a hinge --

parts of the windows were broken or missing, and outside of it all was a sign "For Sale" on, I stared in disbelief at the plate --

while I hear rubbish behind me and a little fat man comes prustene up beside me "yes it just needs a hand" he says breathlessly --

I turn my head looking at the sky and nodding while I think of it, he displayed also "300 pounds and it's all theirs and guest house are --

habitable "I nod again before I answer" where do I sign am I? "The man lights up a big smile and pulls some paperwork from his pocket --

and a pen "right here sir" answer he gave me and I write in the false name and pay him immediately "and vanishing so" I growl

* The guesthouse was at the other end of the ground, which I could be in for the renovation of the main building was over, I looked at the little fat lawyer who was putting the papers in the bag: I assume that you have a mantle in your sleeve too? : He nodded to me and picked --

up his mobile phone and within a minute he had hired craftsmen and nod to me before he left my ground. I was laughing aloud It was all a bit comical to think of the 5 baron was home or rather a part of him every time the little fat lawyer had told me the story of how my family --

was murdered, it did not take a part to interrupt him and say "I know it was me" but instead he thought I was the tip of the grandson of myself. It was so funny to think about when but, like everything, I was back where in the morning I started in my home ... not because there --

was much to be excited about but it was my home if I wanted it or not and if I could, I could sell it again I waited and went down to the guesthouse down there by the artificial lake like my father --

once had made for us children and it was something of a sight that met me i expected a fake house in bad condition but what I found almost made me lose the jaw for the house was well-kept with roses up the gable --

in red colors of all kinds and in the garden in front of the house was a vegetable garden where greens grew large The house was nicely refurbished and there was a laundry outside I stopped up in front of the garden yard and stood a little --

listened .. was the sound again and if i did not get wrong i could hear a woman voice humy .. what did a woman do here? the little fat lawyer had not told her that a new owner had come and she had to move out --

I opened the door and walked up a stone-paved path until the house door was open and I allowed myself to go in and there was also a sight that met me, I had expected a slightly older woman but in front of me stood a young woman --

listened to music from her mobile and with her hands buried in dough I let my eyes glide over her slim body her dark hair that was set up in a knol I raised my one brow and wanted to say something to her --