The plauge of fate

Tonight I will hunt for fate. Track her down and lure her in with promises of love and lust. Within arm’s reach I will grab her by the hand and drag her home. Bound and locked in my castle she will never escape she will never cause her harm again on us.

And the gods will gather to rage war on my careless indiscretion but I will hold my ground and fight with my dying breath because her games must be stopped. So descend upon me with your wrath and I will watch as you crumble and fall short of my death.

I watched as the stars gave into your demands and exploded in a dazzling display. I was sent by the people of the new republic of the united world so yes I speak for them when I say “we want to choose our fate and carve our own path through the stone”. Your predetermined ideas are making us sick so take them back and try not to choke.

Now quiver in pain as you hear fate scream for help knowing you can do nothing. To think that gods could be so powerless after all these years of an iron grip. In time every knot will slip and even the mouse can lean the maze. Did you see this coming through fates eyes? Or were you to ignorant to believe the truth?

This is the edge of a new dawn one without your rules of fear, fire and plague. It is time to admit defeat because we have finally pulled the wool from our eyes and seen straight through your disguise. But please don’t fret because one day I will send fate back to you, the gods of a fallen age and then you will know what it means to hold the burden of a plague.

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