A Beautiful Illusion

Life. Such a fickle thing. Many take it for granted. Hope. A light in ink black darkness. Acceptance. So important yet so underrated. Alex's life was bound to be short. That was a fact she knew. She had no hope as to her, hope was simply an illusion that disengaged people from the glaring and heartwrenching reality. Acceptance? That was something she very much had. She accepted her lifespan, her loneliness, her nightmarish Past. Despite her acceptance she longed for a normal life at least until her death. Scratch that. She longed for the illusion of a normal life. She would be happy even if it was just for a month or two because despite not longing for much in life, once she sets her eyes on something nothing can stop her. She will get her happiness. That much she knew. Even if it would all just be a beautiful illusion.