Angel of Prayer- prolouge

The world is not flat. There is no edge where you will fall off and die. How do I know this? The answers simple, I tried. Years ago, I lost everyone. My family was attacked, my friends killed, so I tried to die as well so I could be with them. The only thing that keeps me from death is a curse. Others would call it a gift, like hearing the future, which I suppose is. Mine however, is that I can’t break a promise.1

The promise that binds me to life is one I made with Blu. I promised I would never kill myself. I’ve tried stabbing myself in the heart, drowning, starving, falling from impossibly high trees, yet I still live. 2

When everyone died I decided to fall off the edge of the earth. I traveled over the sea for weeks on a small raft. When I thought I was getting close I woke and saw something on the horizon. It turned out to be land. So here I am now, living by myself with the animals in the forest. I’ve spent many years exploring the land, not wanting to make any connections with anyone. I’ve had my share of loss, I don’t want to go through it again.3

But being alone for all these years has bored me. I want to talk to someone, smile, laugh, have fun, like I did years ago. Years ago I had a family, I had friends, I had a perfect life, but most importantly, I was human. My name is Hannah and I am a vampire.4