Destiny, Fate, Space & Time: Epilogue

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The past is the past they say

But what of that which faces us head on

Makes us see things we'd rather forget

Makes us question everything else?

So I stand here before you

A warning to all those who'd listen

And I'll tell you a story

Of a man who missed this lesson.

He was young He was in love

He was just a boy

Seeking manhood.

He chose the wrong one

To give his heart to

And even now when he speaks of her

There is nothing but regret in his words.

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Wrapped in threads of silken gold

He speaks of a world none of us know.

He came from the stars he laments

But was bestowed with feet of clay

Promised a future of glory

And left to a life of so ordinary.

He strived oh how he tried

To rise above his self

To claim the birthright that was his

And nothing ofcourse ever stood in his way.

Except for a girl no more older than him

Beckoning him to earth from his dreams in the skies

With only her chocolate eyes.

Now that he thinks of her

He remembers things he had forgotten then

Her eyes are now a reminder of the land he left behind

Of all he had never wanted when he finally realised

He was above this place.

He wanted to dance among the stars

Learn the secrets of space and time

Teach fate about destiny and follow the path

That others had paved for him.

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So a pupil becamethe teacher

Leaving behind the past

Forgetting conveniently what happens

When there is no one left to turn to.

He found a companion in someone just like him

Dreaming of a world that was so out of reach

And together the young lovers set out on a journey

That would forever lead them astray.

They left some behind Who willingly stayed

To make their own lives Their own mistakes

Their own choices

And some they left without telling

Fearing what would become.

For if he had ever known

That girl and the life growing inside

He might have reconsidered

But that is surely a speculation

On the mind of a man consumed by his on self

Who cannot know anything else.

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And great he did become

For that was his calling

And rise he did to be

One mighty and feared

A leader and a warrior that none could compare to.

Together with his bride

He forged a path others envied

And together they tried

To create their own world.

Happiness and joy

Peace and serenity

Though was bestowed on them

No child grew between

And no innocent laughter could be heard

Only silent invisible cries.

For the visage of perfection was crumbling quietly

And even love could not contain the pain of the barren.

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His exploits grew to legends

And worlds trembled at his approach.

But a distant storm was brewing heading soon their way

Because there were whispers already

Heralding silently of a warrior

With no agenda, no hidden reasons

A warrior on the path of destruction

With no savage purpose but only one

To meet the mighty king of the stars

And to ask something of him

That he would never give.

Oh how the king questioned

Every advisor he knew

Seeking out counsel from places unknown.

Always silence met his query

And no one really knew

What the great warrior wanted

Why he would choose to come

To a place of peace and happiness

A place of empty promises?

What a great fighter could want

From glass arms and flowery weaponry?

The whispers grew

The rumours spread

Like a plague upon the land

Reaching the far ends of the kingdom

Always the questions lingered.

Unrest rose

But even the stories

The legends that were building

Did not prepare the people

For what came their way.

Because she was not a man

Nor dressed in fine armoury.

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She came like an angel

Treading softly upon their dreams.

For she seemed to be at first

No more than a vision of perfection

A wondrous sight for all those blind.

But the fire that burnt In place of her eyes

Told another story

They stood there together

The king and his wife

With questions on their mind.

His memory stirred and he knew then

His grip on her hand was vise-like

And she understood soon

That her husband stared at his progeny

The clouds cleared but the questions remained

Why she was here after all this time?

What on her mind?

His lover stood so silently

Willing herself to stand her ground

For in her king's eyes she saw a sudden glow

That never before she had known

Even as she felt her own world shatter

And her spirit leaving her behind.

They knew now how she became

That warrior feared so much

For she stood tall and proud

Bold and strong and very much on her own.

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She asked him a question that he never wanted to hear

And he stood there still with no reply.

For the question broke his lover

Dulling her senses

Leaving only her lifeless body behind.

Those words still remained in the air

A pulse in the eternal mind

Was the epiphany and stimulus

Driven mad by that question

He retreated in kind

And even as the wind blew their way

The warrior had flown out of sight.

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They could find no way to turn him

From the path he had chosen

And no one knew how to cure

The healer of his own wounds.

And so with tears and much grief

They sent their king home

To a place he never wanted to go.

And when he did arrive

All he saw was barren desert

Mocking him still.

Friends and family turned to him

He refused them outright

For he knew this journey was his alone

And he turned away from life.

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Now where his grave lies

There the wind has weathered his tombstone

And an epitaph etched upon it

Asks that question again of him:

What turns away the winds of change?

What keeps the storms at bay?

What defies destiny, father?

What always remains?

And a voice heard far away

Cocooned in the arms of her saviour

Her child who gave up everything

Whispers quietly: Faith...