The Kings Palace

Plum Blossom

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I am not a professional nor does the American school system teach us how to be really grammatically correct. After the 5th grade that shit is done for. I rather you not correct me. It really just annoys me . This is just for fun. Vote comment and share. I feed off of comments. The story gets better if you comment because it helps me understand the flow more.

The Red String of Fate , also referred to as the Red String of Marriage, and other variants, is an East Asian belief originating from Chinese legend. According to this myth, the gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those that are destined to meet one another in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way.

One story featuring the red string of fate involves a young boy. Walking home one night, a young boy sees an old man (Yue Xia Lao) standing beneath the moonlight. The man explains to the boy that he is attached to his destined wife by a red thread. Yue Xia Lao shows the boy the young girl who is destined to be his wife. Being young and having no interest in having a wife, the young boy picks up a rock and throws it at the girl, running away. Many years later, when the boy has grown into a young man, his parents arrange a wedding for him. On the night of his wedding, his wife waits for him in their bedroom, with the traditional veil covering her face. Raising it, the man is delighted to find that his wife is one of the great beauties of his village. However, she wears an adornment on her eyebrow. He asks her why she wears it and she responds that when she was a young girl, a boy threw a rock at her that struck her, leaving a scar on her eyebrow. She self-consciously wears the adornment to cover it up. The woman is, in fact, the same young girl connected to the man by the red thread shown to him by Yue Xia Lao back in his childhood, showing that they were connected by the red string of fate.

In Greek mythology, the Moirai or Moerae , often known in English as the Fates , were the white-robed incarnations of destiny. Their number became fixed at three: Clotho (spinner), Lachesis (allotter) and Atropos (unturnable).

They controlled the mother thread of life of every mortal from birth to death. They were independent, at the helm of necessity, directed fate, and watched that the fate assigned to every being by eternal laws might take its course without obstruction. The gods and men had no submit to them.

Clotho ( "spinner") spun the thread of life from her Distaff onto her Spindle.
Lachesis ( "allotter" or drawer of lots) measured the thread of life allotted to each person with her measuring rod.

Atropos ( "inexorable" or "inevitable", literally "unturning"), sometimes called Aisa. Was the cutter of the thread of life. She chose the manner of each person's death; and when their time was come, she cut their life-thread with "her abhorred shears".

If you tried to escape these girls... that would mean it was your fate. It is impossible to get away from them because they have planned everything from the time you were born.

Fate is an amazing thing

It could be good or bad.

But one thing is sure once it's set you can't change it. It's impossible. Even if you tried you couldn't. My fate was a very.... thrilling tale. My fate was to die beside my three lovers. Over 100 years before i was ever born. IN CHINA. How or why? I don't know.

Your probably thinking im some crazy right? I've been going over it the last 5 hours and it's true i swear!

No honestly one day i was walking home from school and bam. I was knocked off my feet by a gust of wind. It felt like it was going through me. A chilll down to my bones. I literally flew. I hit my head.

I think.
I mean i had to.
Because i got knocked out.

When my eyes opened it was completely dark. I went home and sat on my bed but when I looked in the mirror i noticed a comb in my hair. Not like a comb comb. But a decorative hair piece. It was beautiful. It was neatly placed in the front of my bun. The jade flower was beautiful but it wasn't mine! Who put it there? Where did it come from? Did someone actually knock me out to put this in my hair? ? What creep would do that? So many questions...