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I glimpse through the curtains A flickering light, And my imagination takes hold On this stagnant spring night. I fancy it a signal, A call to something great; It’s the start of an adventure, The beckoning of fate. When I investigate its source, I know my life will change, I’m in the beginning of a book And my quest’s on the next page. I’ll join up with a band of outcasts To find a missing link, There’ll be riddles for us to solve, And an antagonist to outthink. We’ll encounter many obstacles As we fight to reach our goal, Like a turncoat within our ranks, Or an unexpected troll. We’ll make camp along the roads we walk, And dine on cheese and bread, And our enemies will dog our steps, But we’ll remain one pace ahead. At some point along the way I’ll discover a hidden skill, It’ll be something supernatural, Like the power of my will. I’ll use it in the ****** For the ultimate defeat, To overcome the opposition And force them to retreat. And we’ll celebrate our victory Of evil overcome, But our optimism will soon die down As we realize what’s to come, Our journey has reached its end And we’ll be ****** aside by fate, The world no longer needs us, Now that we’ve accomplished something great. The only thing that’s left to do Is go back to where we’re from, Back to unfamiliar lives As the people we’ve become. But when I finally get back home, I’ll have nothing to regret, I did what I was meant to do, And no one will soon forget. I made the difference only I could make, And all is for the better, I answered the call of destiny And am no longer called its debtor. I wish this were the case In the reality that I’m in, But another flash of light Reminds me where I am. Sitting in my bedroom, As much in debt as ever, Imagining that I was part Of some life-changing endeavor. I wish that fate would show its face, And tell me what to do, Even just a hint Would be enough to get me through. As I think back on my story I see the light again, And I wonder, if I go outside Will my adventure at last begin? Maybe this is it And destiny chose tonight. Maybe fate is waiting For me to investigate the light.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
Prologue to Fate
I glimpse through the curtains A flickering light, And my imagination takes hold On this stagnant spring night. I fancy it a signal, A call to something great; It’s the start of an adventure, The beckoning of fate. When I investigate its source, I know my life will change, I’m in the beginning of a book And my quest’s on the next page. I’ll join up with a band of outcasts To find a missing link, There’ll be riddles for us to solve, And an antagonist to outthink. We’ll encounter many obstacles As we fight to reach our goal, Like a turncoat within our ranks, Or an unexpected troll. We’ll make camp along the roads we walk, And dine on cheese and bread, And our enemies will dog our steps, But we’ll remain one pace ahead. At some point along the way I’ll discover a hidden skill, It’ll be something supernatural, Like the power of my will. I’ll use it in the ****** For the ultimate defeat, To overcome the opposition And force them to retreat. And we’ll celebrate our victory Of evil overcome, But our optimism will soon die down As we realize what’s to come, Our journey has reached its end And we’ll be ****** aside by fate, The world no longer needs us, Now that we’ve accomplished something great. The only thing that’s left to do Is go back to where we’re from, Back to unfamiliar lives As the people we’ve become. But when I finally get back home, I’ll have nothing to regret, I did what I was meant to do, And no one will soon forget. I made the difference only I could make, And all is for the better, I answered the call of destiny And am no longer called its debtor. I wish this were the case In the reality that I’m in, But another flash of light Reminds me where I am. Sitting in my bedroom, As much in debt as ever, Imagining that I was part Of some life-changing endeavor. I wish that fate would show its face, And tell me what to do, Even just a hint Would be enough to get me through. As I think back on my story I see the light again, And I wonder, if I go outside Will my adventure at last begin? Maybe this is it And destiny chose tonight. Maybe fate is waiting For me to investigate the light.
ashw
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
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