Short Nothingness

She never feels. She never smiles or feels that rush of happiness. She never cries or feels the searing pain of sadness. She never laughs or frowns or regrets or feels all consuming jealously. She is neither kind nor heartless. Her face is set in stone as it will always be. If she could experience the pleasure of human emotions she would long desperately and deeply to hate. To know the sense of pure disgust and unadulterated vengeance. To crave the thrill of the kill. To hunt and attack and rid her life of the despised.
But she never feels.

Written by a Blank Elf x