What is destiny? The divine? Is it even my place to define it? Some may believe in a cause behind events over which we have no control, and even still we all explain and interpret these things differently? What do you believe? and before you call it blasphemy, hear my story.....
Suzanne fabre was dreaming, but she was stil awake. she was ill and this was normal. Her head ached, her bones were stiff, she blamed her age. She was nearing her fourties and being idle for so long make her prone to sickness. However, something made her stir, what it was she had no idea. She simply had the over whelming desire to see the sun and take a stroll through manor gardens.
Never had she felt the need to move so badly and when he did her pain seemed lessened. What relief! She immediately put on her shoes and stepped into the courtyard.
The yard was empty, completely cleared. Not a soul despite the nice weather and myraid of colorful blooms. She strode about admiring the flowers that pete the gardener took care of so very well. She was then interuppted by a unfirmliar voice.
"my, my, my, to see one as beautiful as you among the petals. It must be my lucky day."
Suzanne turned to see a face as unfirmilar and mysterious as the voice it belonged to. One malkuth soldier stood before her bowing slightly to show respect and smiling mischievously.
"And who are you?" Suzanne inquired, more curious them surprised.
"I am colonel Jade Curtiss" he stated dropping to one knee "and you must be the Lady Fabre" He smiled taking her hand and kissing the first knuckle sweetly.
Was it destiny? Was it really? Or maybe it was cruel fate that they could never be as one. Who could ever be sure....
Sorry Luke, Jade didn't help you out because he thought it a good cause, he just had a thing for your mom.
