How much modern civilization has lost, I think, when they lost the awareness of the billions of stars overhead.
We all die. It's just a question of when and how horrible it's going to be.
All ends are temporary and all life is born from death.
I can only give you some hints. You have to place him in a situation where your advantages are magnified.
I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.
He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.' I lean over. My hair smothers him. 'Then you should never have been born,' I say.