
The rain still faithfully fell, though only drop by drop but God seemed to know ..
accompany those who are grieving.
a bespectacled little boy in plain black clothes stood next to a woman crying in the arms of another woman while holding a cute and quiet little baby, two people holding umbrellas for all four.
round after round of clear liquid descended from that beautiful eye patch, beads of sky-blue eyes without edges and as deep as a bottomless clear ocean, there was only darkness in silence.
the boy cried silently, he looked at the wet mound of earth, his little hands just clenched tightly.
Her father left her, when her sister was born a few months ago, when she started attending a school that was supposed to be accompanied by her father.
a man patted the boy's shoulder making him flinch for a moment, "Alpha.. You must strengthen yourself .for the sake of your Mother and Sister. "that heavy hoarse voice has hidden meaning in it.
the boy just nodded without spirit.
honestly, he doesn't know what to do!
he doesn't understand .. !
especially his father's words at that time..
"Generic .. You will be a great leader .. I hope you find Mate who can help you later .. "
Who will understand..
He was a kid..
@#_#|•`
No one knows ..
from the cemetery, not far from there a little girl stared there with a flat face without expression.
he just stood still, letting drop after drop of rain wet himself, the cold temperature did not affect him, he said,. After all, as high and as low as his temperature was the same for him.
His gaze led to the funeral but a blank stare, he watched the boy.
for some reason making her feel tremble, the girl raised one of her trembling pale white hands.
he cupped his hands into his chest that felt tight, his headache was painful, the girl lowered her eyes tightly to endure the pain, she said, unconsciously a drop of clear liquid just flowed and made his cheeks wet.
the girl was always comfortable nearby, but fate veered and changed everything, she had to stay away ..
but he himself was not aware, in fact he was the one who was really hurt and had to suffer because of the distance he made.
but what is the power when desire dominates the ability, then any pain will be much better borne by itself than should our loved ones who bear it.
It is far better that he who feels pain than he should feel loss, what a great destiny God has.
a child must have endured the pain for the sake of his loved ones.
He must become precocious, but this is destiny .nothing can change unless God wants it.
but Fate.. What is it exactly? Is destiny real?
Is Fate everything we experience now? God set it up ..
or
Destiny is a choice given by God, We choose but still all will return to God..
Who knows..
Destiny is a Mystery, a very difficult thing to look for when it is in plain sight, an impossible thing but it is real..
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...Tbc...