"The Gods tie an invisible red thread around the little finger of those who are destined lovers, regardless of place, time or circumstances.This mystic cord may stretch and tangle, but will never break for eternity.The string will be revealed once t...
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I rushed back and slammed the door of my apartment. Shaking it's contents lightly yet with force. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts , I had a resin to aswell
I slowly put down the book I'd huddled to my chest in the way back It's cover barely holding on to the pages that sat inside
Barely touching it I flicked to the 723th page And there I saw the question I had been asking since the end of school. "Energy passed through touch"
I read it thoroughly and intently ,absorbing every word from the aged pages.
"When two destined souls connect their energy must be connected to eachother ,sometimes this energy is channeled through stares or just by being in the presence of the soul." "However in rare cases , the energy is channeled strongly through the handseven by a single touch ,strong enough to make the soul jump." "If energy is channeled through the hands the two souls have been on a long journey to be reunited with their lover after countless of centuries" "Before and after meeting both souls may get symbols sent to them to point them to the direction of their soulmate" "If energy is channeled through the hands is strong enough to leave a wave of energy on the person it means that this is the last chance for the destined souls before they resume their duties in heaven for eternity"
~~~~ My brain surged with information as my here's stated down the page. It couldn't be ? How could it be possible?
Just as I was about to close the book a small white butterfly danced elegantly into my cramped room through a crack in the window. It's wings were white but blotched with black as if someone had gotten bored of painting its wings.
First the butterfly landed on my finger and to my surprise sent a small tingle of that electric feeling similar to the one "Suji" or "Nabi" as she preferred, had set me.
The butterfly then drew towards the pages of the book first to the page number '723' and then to the word 'birth'.
At first I could never make the connection between these two things until I could meet her again
