Publisher's Synopsis
I am the wind that brushes across your face as I go by too quickly for the eyes to see, it happened today so that's why I write this down.I saw the man standing in the street he looked so lonely and out of place, somehow the brown coat just didn't match his surroundings. I walked past him quicker than the human eye can see; he moved his feet as the wind brushed his face looking around at nothing, wondering what had just happened. I love to play games with the humans, I know I shouldn't but what the hell I have no feelings towards them any way. I will write down on a daily basis now all that happens during my night, the night time is my day time, I can actually walk in the day light but I have to cover up and it makes me so weak and vulnerable. So I only do that if I must but the night time is my time to roam the streets looking for fun, life can get so boring after you have lived for centuries. Tonight I swept past that man I didn't kill him not tonight, I wanted to see his face to see if he was scared and yes he wondered what it was, his face made me laugh silently to myself. I don't always feed on humans, there is a farm close by and sometimes I will feed on the cattle just taking a little blood from a few at the time.
