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THEIR FATE
Living each of her young days in the orphanage, she prayed that one day, someone would come along...with arms to take her from that lonely garden... She wished to find the right one... a young man to love her back... she hoped that someday, she would walk through the aisle in the silence of the holy shrine... dressed in a long white gown... her hair veiled with a long cloth of silk...someday...
Her prayers were no more than unfulfilled dreams...fantasies...until...until then...when he entered her simple life. They cared for each other as lovers do yet it always seemed very hard... She knew who he really was...a no ordinary man. Avenging his family's death is what he believed as his life's purpose. He was eager to wash his hands with an assassin's own blood. “After this task, I could finally rest...rest down in peace...which life has never offered me through all these years,” said he. And her only response were teardrops and “I understand...” which was what she truly did.
His eyes rest on her still...only on her...and will forever be on her. Wearing a long white dress as white as the cloth covering her dark hair, she looked so beautiful as she always was. She continued her steps toward the altar. There, she would make a vow to change the way she would live the rest of her life. She then realized that she had it all...all that she had yearned for. She had found the right man who loved her as she did. She had made the complete steps toward the altar...covered by white cloth she has dreamt of. However, sorrow filled her youthful face, youthful and sorrowful as his.
She, she has chosen this final step toward Him...to take the veil and serve Him, her God. She has chosen to live, praying for the soul she has loved the most. She has chosen to take over those unfinished tasks he could no longer do if he left...when he died - to turn back to God's hands and be with Him... And he...he has chosen to live still in search for vengeance. He has chosen to leave her...in that aisle...untouched by the blood covering his hands.
This is their fate...a destiny which has offered them the best life they could...but has claimed it by the time they have regarded it as theirs forever...a fate that caused all the sorrows they bear. Now, they are ready to walk through the paths they've chosen, knowing it was a better way...torn in two different directions. Somehow, they learned to accept how it has been, wishing that these paths, their sorrowful but wonderful fate, would never meet again...never...again.
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