It had been a quiet and beautiful night out in the middle of no where. The wind was all but dead and the temperature remarkably pleasant. This was just another day, another beautiful night that would end before it even had a chance to get started. The moon shined through the clouds as they moved across the deep blue diamond dust sky that covered the land in its wonder.<br/><br/>She had seen a sky like this for many years now. Many, many years.. Sometimes she would try to count all the years but it was pointless to do so. The night would be over before she could finish. She stepped out from the shadows of one of the trees to the edge of a lake that was not to big, but big enough to provide water for the wildlife that lived in the area. She stood on the edge of the lake looking at the reflection of the moon on the water that was all but still on this calm night. All she could do was stand there and look at the image and try to memorize the beauty.<br/><br/>Not to long later she had reached up and removed the long black coat that she wore over her body and the sword that she carried on her side. Reaching to her arms she pulled off the bracers that gloves that she wore and tossed them on her coat. Raising one leg then the other she pulled off her boots and also sat them to the side. Wearing only a sleeveless black dress that stopped at her upper thigh and slit up either side to her hips she stepped unto the water instantly causing a small patch to freeze under her feet. She continued walking to unto the water until she was near the center of the lake keeping her eyes up at the moon. How could it be that a being could be immortal but still be bound to the earth?<br/><br/>Memorized by the moon and the look of it she couldn't stop herself from reaching her hands up to it as if she was waiting on the moon to reach down and grasp her hands and pull her up to it. The silver light of the moon made her skin look even more deathly then normal as it was normally a pale ivory. Parts of her silver hair draped over her face as the mass of it flowed down her back and curled just at the ends.<br/><br/>When it started to rain she didn't stop her pose as she was waiting on the moon to come back out and let her bask in the light again. Even though it might be hours before the moon came back out or even til the next night she still stood there waiting on it. She had eternity to wait and nothing to do. Thus was the life of an immortal with no connection to the other planes of existence.