Fate

Folder: 
Darkness

Fate was relentless as he mumbled

soft words of Love to her subconscious.



Even in her dubious state,

she was but a woman,



Her tender heart was brittle,

for the many battles it fought.



Indeed it conspired against her own will,

to be left alone.



But the persistent call of Love

proved to be her undoing.


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