Chance & Fate

Chance & Fate

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Embers struck, and feet running across the forest floor. A prophecy, perhaps. A deathwish, maybe. A family legacy, carried on by those in the shadows? Aylin is not supposed to be here, at the academy of magic, a prestigious one for only the best who can be put to the test. She's not supposed to be here with elves and scarred faces, gargoyles, dancing animals... she should be at home, drinking hot chocolate and watching movies on her couch, she was never set to tread foot on these grounds. Yet, she's here. And soon, she'll find out why. ***** All Rights Reserved.
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A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

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