Literature
Listen to My Words
My name is Eudial. Strange name, don't you think? It comes from the 'eudialite', a red mineral. Red like thecolor of my hair and of my eyes.
I am a witch. And I am dead.
Yes, I am dead, but don't be sad for me, I deserved it.
And after all death is not so bad, the worst thing is that now I can see how I wasted my life.
I never cared about the importance of love when I was alive and now it's too late.
I'm alone and this is the punishment for being wicked during my life: I'm longing to love and to be loved, but there's no one except me here.
Well, it's not exactly a 'here'...I'm still on Earth and I can see what happens there, but people