The Maiden Who Fell Through Time

In the 3rd century there is a story which tells of a man whom had carried a child across a river; a child unbeknownst to him, who was later revealed to be a savior.

Time is fluid. It flows like the stream of a river, and also grows like the tendrils of a tree. Intersecting and interweaving, multiple timelines converge over one another...overlapping...overcoming...and being washed away like sand in the rising tide.

Death is never the end. Life is never the beginning. And destiny...destiny is all.
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Now, was it destiny that led a knight to travel across time and space, carrying a seed...a seed that would grow strong, a seed that would grow wise, a seed that would grow to become a hero? Was it destiny that two lovers met and consummated their love all on the same night? Was, it destiny that caused a fatal accident that orphaned a young girl? Was, it destiny that led young Elena Wren to put the St. Christopher's medallion around her neck?

And was it destiny that led her to wake up far from home in a time not her own? Was it due to destiny that she met and joined with a band of misfit warriors? Was it destiny that one of them captured her heart?

She never believed in fate or destiny before, but all that was beginning to change. The impossible had proven itself to be possible...and nothing would ever be the same again.