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Thanks for all the page requests! -Fenam
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As I walked futher into this forbidden garden of forestry, I slowly began to feel a new aura growing. I've always been able to sense and follow auras rather they be from man, creature, or plant. In my past life -- that I left behind a few hours ago -- I was with a woman one year younger than me. I did not find her particulary attractive but her aura was so appealing to me that I couldn't help but be around her. She filled me with a tingling that had nothing to do with feelings or sex. In fact, I had never been interested in sex. It was an unneeded distraction in my life that I had slowly destroyed by force of mind. I had partly run away because people had expected me to act like them. They had expected me to want sex, money and power. I was not interested in any of those. I craved discovery and had that mysterious need for auras. Some people lacked auras all together and some had very little that they were flies to my conscious. The few I could find that had a strong enough aura to be of interest I attached myself to them. I've never been dim, I didn't become a leech, rather I became an eagle. As haughty as that sounds, I was that majestic bird floating on the air of human conscious. I would glide upon the winds of thought and dive into the auras far below my own and absorb certain energies that invigorated me. As far as I could tell, the people were not harmed in anyway by this, but as I frequented their oasis of aura more often my interest in them dissapated. I became too large to be concerned with their minorness and was realizing I may be revealing myself too much to the great aura that had always fleeted around my soul watching me but never letting me reach out to it. This forest reeked with that great aura and I was beginning to realize all my plans to escape the ordered and wordly life I had left behind were a fruitless attempt to escape the creator's plans for me. It had brought me here and was drawing me in with a bread crumb trail of appetizing auras. I was beginning to realize I may have become addicted to my taste for energy. As you, the inner ear to my thoughts, may have realize I am a confident being. With this attitude, I marched on soaking up every piece of amazing aura I came upon. The creator had hidden my sustenace in the tress, in animals, and even in the lifeless rocks that littered the ground of leaves and undergrowth.
Thanks for all the page requests! -Fenam
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As I walked futher into this forbidden garden of forestry, I slowly began to feel a new aura growing. I've always been able to sense and follow auras rather they be from man, creature, or plant. In my past life -- that I left behind a few hours ago -- I was with a woman one year younger than me. I did not find her particulary attractive but her aura was so appealing to me that I couldn't help but be around her. She filled me with a tingling that had nothing to do with feelings or sex. In fact, I had never been interested in sex. It was an unneeded distraction in my life that I had slowly destroyed by force of mind. I had partly run away because people had expected me to act like them. They had expected me to want sex, money and power. I was not interested in any of those. I craved discovery and had that mysterious need for auras. Some people lacked auras all together and some had very little that they were flies to my conscious. The few I could find that had a strong enough aura to be of interest I attached myself to them. I've never been dim, I didn't become a leech, rather I became an eagle. As haughty as that sounds, I was that majestic bird floating on the air of human conscious. I would glide upon the winds of thought and dive into the auras far below my own and absorb certain energies that invigorated me. As far as I could tell, the people were not harmed in anyway by this, but as I frequented their oasis of aura more often my interest in them dissapated. I became too large to be concerned with their minorness and was realizing I may be revealing myself too much to the great aura that had always fleeted around my soul watching me but never letting me reach out to it. This forest reeked with that great aura and I was beginning to realize all my plans to escape the ordered and wordly life I had left behind were a fruitless attempt to escape the creator's plans for me. It had brought me here and was drawing me in with a bread crumb trail of appetizing auras. I was beginning to realize I may have become addicted to my taste for energy. As you, the inner ear to my thoughts, may have realize I am a confident being. With this attitude, I marched on soaking up every piece of amazing aura I came upon. The creator had hidden my sustenace in the tress, in animals, and even in the lifeless rocks that littered the ground of leaves and undergrowth.
