Fate

It's a fickle thing. Unpredictible, and superficial.

As you watch your village burn

As you stare at scene that makes your stomach turn

Why ?

You would think.

That's what a girl thought as she cursed the pool of oil that she was praising only a few minutes ago.

That's what a boy thought as he tossed the sparkling diamond that he was thanking only a few steps back

Fate

Its's powerful, unchageable and immaterial

As you step of a ledge and hurtle down a cliff plummeting to your death.

As you step into a fire you just lit.

Why ?

You would think.

That's what a girl thought as she watched the life of a bear seep out and away battered, broken and innocent. Just like her father . The bear that saved her life when she fell.

That's what a boy thought as he glares at the sky and stomps the fire that sizzles and flickers and is put out by the pelting rain. Just like his mothers.

Fate

It's a demon, a monster , it's too cruel.

As you are saved only to die

As you feel the cold thouch of a metal at your stomach

Why ?

You would think as you die.

That's what a girl thought as she lay under a flaming log.

That's what a boy thought as he felt his heart give out and the burning pain in his stomach numb.