Started: Sometime late in the year 2000
Finished: Sometime late in the year 2000, less than a week later
"It Was Fate"
Death was my destination since the beginning, as was the destination of every other person on living Earth.
I was beginning to die from the moment I was born.
No, I wasn't born with a genetic disease . . . although it was a disease nonetheless.
The disease was Fate.
It was my fate to live to the tender age of sixteen. It was my fate to take up a sword and learn to wield it with the prowess of a master. It was my fate to become knwon throughout the country.
But fate isn't kind. Not to anyone.
It was my fate to meet my long lost sister and her friends. It was my fate to travel with them to all the countries of the world. It was my fate to betray them for something I didn't believe in. It was my fate to die at their hands.
I used to cry myself to sleep, wondering what in the world could hate me so much to curse me with an uncaring father and a dead mother. I used to blame my vanished sister for all my pains and the agonies I would have to face.
No wonder Fate dealt me such a harsh card.
I grew up not knowing love, not knowing happiness. I became cold stone -- a diamond doll that could not feel or be broken. I could look beautiful when put on display, but I was a doll -- a puppet, a marionette--
. . . Marionette. . .
Marian.
I did care, I suppose. I only cared for one person, who was my guide, my guardian, my sactuary, and my downfall all rolled into one. She was the only real parent I had, holding me close and allowing me to confide in her. I loved her. I would have done anything for her. I would go to any extent to keep her from harm.
I fought for her.
I lied for her.
I died for her.
It was fate.
This is an old story. I've had it in my notebook for so long the two pages it was on were in bad shape. Still, it was a ToD fic. I hope you enjoyed it. ^_^
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