The Taking Of A Life
Notes: Tag to "This Is Not Happening" (season 8).
So much in this life is unfair. A child left out of a game, forced to sit alone on the sidelines. Getting to the bakery only to find that the last loaf of bread has been sold to the customer before you. Finding out that you failed an exam by one mark.
As I stand here, I think of all those things and more. All around me, people are facing unrighteous events, things that should not happen, and all around me, they go on.
Correction.
Most of them go on.
A select few are not so lucky.
While on a daily basis, people face unfair situations their grief is nothing compared to mine. Not today. The injustice of what has happened…it outweighs the little things they go through, because they at least will have another day to look forward to; they will have another chance to live.
Mulder won't.
It breaks my heart to even let this thought pass my mind, but I won't either. My chances have died along with Mulder, my heart a smouldering lump of ash in my chest. Everything I have desired for so long has crumbled down around me. It won't ever come true.
I let my attention go back to the present and sweep my gaze over his coffin once more. Fox William Mulder. His name engraved in stone. Cold. Hard. Final.
Never again will the inconveniences I face annoy me so, for I now know that nothing is as unfair as the taking of a life before its time.
fin.