Field of Dreams in Sorrowful Fires

IN 90'S YEARBOOK SERIES 1

Bawat tao, may nakalaang pangarap. Pero para kay Maria Yelena Veronica, mukhang pangarap na mismo ang umiiwas sa kaniya. Araw-araw na yata siyang sinisingil ng tadhana sa mga bagay na hindi naman niya kasalanan. She was never meant for greatness, nor was she ever permitted to rest from the weight of her own life.

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That was her life-- constantly bearing the weight of every bit of bad luck handed down from the heavens.

Simple lang naman ang gusto niya, ang huminga nang maluwag at pumili ng sarili niyang daan. But how could she pen her own story when destiny never gave her options to begin with?

Just as her name was never meant to be written beside Lorenzo Coriolanus. She wanted to step into his world. She wanted to know what it felt like to dream without fear. But dreams require ground to stand on, and everything beneath Yelena was already ablaze.

To reach his field of dreams, she would have to walk barefoot through the sorrowful fires of her own life. And as the heat slowly consumed her, Yelena realized the cruelest truth of all-- some people are born to reach the dream, while others are only meant to watch it burn from afar.