Silent raindrops in the heat of summer. That's what it felt like that day.
That chilly evening when the night sky was filled with sudden warm light. A light which would spark endless darkness inside of me. I can still remember.
And I'm still unable to forgive. Not him... not myself.
If that heat had just engulfed the both us that day... we could have remained the way we were till the end. And we could have protected those we love. What I regret the most, is not having met him though. After all, having met him made the bitterness of life taste sweet and rewarding. The regret I bear, is being made to hate the place which I called "home". That I was forced to hate what I once loved.
But in the end, there was nothing that could have been done to prevent the tragedy that was to befall us. The curse which was placed on us wasn't "love" in the first place, but something which made that feeling possible: Fate.
If the string between two souls is attached, there's no way to sever it.
Except for one..
If you can't break the bond, then you'll have to break the soul.
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Oath of Pandora
FantasyIs there a curse more twisted than love? „Yes. Only one... It is fate." In the southern region of the continent, an empire where both mages and spiritualist reside, exists. Some might know of it as the „Empire of the beloved" but most commonly it'...
