Things Fall Apart
By Katia-chan
A/N: I wrote this… a few years ago. And then found it lurking on the computer's hard drive, and thought that a fic was useless just taking up space there when it should have been archived somewhere. So I straightened its shirt, wiped its face, and am sending it out into the world to hang with its other friends. No doubt there are things from earlier writing styles lurking hidden in here, so I beg you forgive past-me; I spruced this up, but did not do a total revamp. Please enjoy, or don't, as you like.
Dedication: There is no doubt that this came from a conversation with one of the lovely people who have inspired nearly everything I've ever written. So I give a blanket thanks to Windswift and Adi88, since I can't remember the specific conversation, and since portions of this were probably lifted shamelessly from said conversation. You both go beyond muses.
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No one ever warned her.
Everything is inevitable, and everything must come undone. Eventually, someone will bite into the poisoned apple, or go through the forbidden door. Destruction is an unstoppable force, where people are involved. But she never realized that that was what was coming to her, or that there was any need for caution.
It's hard to be prepared, when no one told you what was forbidden in the first place.
Love was such a simple thing, that he gave to her so easily. And it wasn't just his love that he promised her, but all of theirs. And because it looked so simple, and so beautiful, she took it without question. She wrapped both hands around it, and dug her fingers in, so that by the time she realized what was happening, she couldn't let go.
It hadn't been his intention, what happened. He had given her love, and never realized what was hidden just beneath the surface, or that his gift would, in the end, be what destroyed her.
But no one ever realizes. The apple never looks poisonous, the shoes are always beautiful, and the spindle is just a spindle. But all the same, when things started to go wrong, she didn't blame him; she blamed them instead, because she thought they knew. She thought they had twisted her gift, and never realized that the danger had been there from the beginning.
So to repay them for their treachery, she used what she thought they had broken, twisting love so tightly that eventually, that was the thread that snapped, the one that unraveled everything else.
And she didn't know, until it was far too late, and all she could do was watch things crumble. But it wouldn't have made one bit of difference if she had known, if she could have prepared. Because ignorance, blissful or otherwise, wasn't enough to stop what was coming all along. It only meant that when it did come, it hurt that much more.
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TTFN
Katia-chan