Chosen Fate

Chosen Fate

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Follow the story of a girl who lost too much and hides in her art and the story of a boy who never found his mate. Read as their lives intertwine and they start to fall in love, something neither of them thought was possible. But what challenges will they face!? . . . I'm running through some trees, the smell of the morning dew brings peace to my mind, something is chasing me, I don't know what, all I know is I have to run faster. The sun is rising in the East, just over the tree line, if I wasn't running I would take a moment to look; the red and gold painted across the sky. I almost want to pause and paint. But I keep running. A twig snaps on my left and I resume my run, towards the town. Behind me, I see a shadow, just where I was, 30 seconds ago, I can't quite make out what it is, but for some reason I feel at peace. Like im safe, something i'm not quite so used to feeling, I continue on my path, walking now, I have a feeling the shadow will catch up. Heading towards the pond now, instead of town. Just as I reach the water, I sense something behind me, but i'm not scared. In the reflection of the pond I see myself. A white snout, a glistening nose, a wolf reflection and I freeze. The shadow behind me nudges me and sparks erupt from the contact. It's a huge wolf, towering over me. A male. I still feel safe, relaxed. For some reason I feel like I already know the wolf, like I know him. I just can't place it.
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I once had faith in life, when everything was alright Dreams that were so big, now they do not exist I question my self, with grief within, I won't see who I should of been For the person I am is not truly me, I question my identity Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive Her helpless mind, lost some time. Her heart completed, soon depleted Her dreams were strong, where did she go wrong? Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive I don't know him or her, it's become such a blur The truth will come, they no need to hide For I can see the truth in their lies A choice will be offered Life or death How could I chose, I don't understand just yet Both ways are right, they both put up a fight One is bad, but wears a mask A mask of peace, but lies they hide To make a choice, in so little time Join me for my battle for it is time Demetria is a small town girl. She has the perfect life, perfect family, and perfect husband, or so it seems. She had achieved her goals in life, landing the job she always wanted. The home that she always dreamed of, built just for her. It seemed everything was always lined up for her. But she is not perfect. There are faults that she had left in the past. Things she had long buried with imperfections. What will happen when those faults are actually not faults. Instead, they are apart of a better side of her self. Things begin to spiral out of control, perfection no longer existent. Will she be able to find her true reason for creation? Will she come to terms with the truth that everyone hides? When your left to question everything in life, including reality... Will you be able to cope, forgive, and understand. Or will you fall, give up without understanding? Demetria's story begins here. But first, let me take you back, before I take you forward. Her story begins some thousands of years ago. In the heavens where the gods them selves live.

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