Loneliness

I was doing some experiments in my alchemy laboratory again. Like all alchemists, my goal was to find the secret of immortality. Rumor has it that the potion of immortality was a blue liquid, and when you find the secret, a gentle wind would form around you.

As I continued mixing the elements, I noticed that the mixture slowly began to take on a bluish tint. I was finally succeeding, I had managed to find immortality as a result of my life’s work. When the mixture turned full blue and a wind formed around me that allowed my hair to gently flow, I was sure that I had finally found what I was looking for.

I don’t trust anyone other than myself to try this potion, so I decided to try it on myself first. When I finished the entire potion, I left the tube back on the experiment table. The taste of the mixture was unlike anything I had ever drank before, but I couldn’t say I felt anything different in my body. The only way to know if it will work is to wait another 50 years. Of course, the first thing I did after drinking the poison was to give this good news to my husband. Even though he knew my work, he didn’t know the details.

When I told my husband, the reaction I got was definitely not what I expected. He was very angry. “How can you do such a thing without asking me!?” he said angrily. I responded with the same aggression by saying “I would like to remind you that this is my job, I make potions and try them on myself.” His reaction got on my nerves. “Is there a second one at least?” he said. “No, of course not I gave 10 years to make just one tube.” I responded. “Do you realize what you have done?! Years will pass, I will grow old and die, everyone else you love will die and you will be alone, time will not matter to you because you will not grow old and your life will become meaningless!”

What he said made me realized what I had done. I was so obsessed with finding the secret of immortality that I was blinded by this goal. I drank the potion without thinking about the consequences. I brought my end with my own hands and now my fate was to be punished with loneliness forever…

 

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