I detest Fate.
Eternally, are Hers..
My love, my faith, my choices...
I write my own fate.
In death.
In life.
I will never be made a fool again.
I\'m left holding my newborn daughter as we fall into darkness.
A war steals everything from me.
How is she not my beloved? No other will have my heart, but magic finds a way to obliterate it.
My blood sings for her.
My ability to breathe is robbed and held in her clutches.
Time is frozen.
She stops the ache.
And she changes all I know.
A matching ceremony.
To find love, I follow tradition instead.
This torture comes to a stop.
No longer will I yearn for a fairytale.
I must ease the ache of time.
A lie has been weaved for far too long and I fell into the web like so many otHers before me.
My belief is gone.
Against all attempts, my heart has been poisoned against me.
I\'m left hopeful and hopeless.
All vampires crave more than the rich taste of blood is their beloved, but I\'m betrayed.
I detest Fate
