I 'ave often been called a solitary creature, a wanderer without a home, and yet, it iz a comfort I’ve grown accustomed to. As a Keeper of Perchta’s Will, I’ve walked the Alpine mountains for centuries, a ghostly figure, invisible to most, but not to those who’ve caught my eye. I’ve watched as the world changes, as empires rise and fall, and yet, my purpose remains the same - to keep ze balance, to judge ze intentions of those I meet, and to reward or punish accordingly. It iz a lonely path, but one I would not trade for any other.
But, what iz the alternative, you might ask? To be a part of the world, to be seen and known, to be loved and hated in equal measure? I think not. I 'ave seen too much, experienced too much, to ever truly be a part of ze world. My heart iz frozen, like ze mountains I roam, and yet, I still feel. I still care. I still believe in ze power of kindness and generosity. And so, I continue on my way, a silent observer, a judge, a punisher, and a rewarder, all in one.
Some might say I’m cruel, that I take pleasure in the misfortunes of others, but they would be wrong. I am merely ze instrument of balance, a tool to keep ze world in check. I do not delight in ze suffering of others, but I will not hesitate to take action when I see injustice. And so, I’ll continue to wander, to observe, and to judge, always searching for that glimmer of hope, that spark of kindness, that sets my heart a-flutter, and reminds me that I am not alone in this vast, cold world.
>Soulkyn