Chapter 1- The Night It All Happened
A beauty she was, only 19 years of
age, but she held a dark dream inside her- little did she know I
had been watching, so I granted her wish true. It
was a Friday night in October, and the God were sending down thunderous amounts of rain and such- it was in fact due to me they were having such a
tantrum in the sky. But, that will be explained another day, for now let us return to our swan- who was at the time walking aimlessly upon a beach watching the waves crash upon the shore.
She wore a black fitted trench
coat that was buttoned completely, the collar on it pulled up
around her face shedding everything just below her nose. Her hair
was black and drenched from the rain as it whipped at her back
from the tantrum of the gods. She was pale and frail in size- a
good specimen I though at the time. Her skin was flawless- as
long as you ignored the unusual lack of color you'd think ones
face should have, but the best of her in my belief were her eyes.
Such bright eyes are what caught my attention originally; an
ocean blue outer iris with a green center being merged with the
blue around it. At first I dismissed them as contacts, but much
to my delight I had been wrong such eyes, such a body, it could
create me such a fortune.
I knew what I wanted do at that
point, feeling a sense greed well-up in me, but I knew I could
not act upon any desire of my own, for that was my one punishment
that the gods had situated upon my shoulders; along with their
idea of an ironic punishment for having all my wishes come true.
"…You shall be sentenced to a lifetime of servitude to the gods,
your curse shall be to serve only other, to make only their
wishes come true for your previous actions of selfishness." To me
the Gods made little sense, they cared so much about there
precious humans they created, but yet they did the same I had
been punished for- personal gain. But again, that is of another
story to tell.
As I watched the girl from my
hidden situated spot I waited knowing in my bones something
interesting would be happening, something that very well might
allow me to have my desires created- so I waited. I had waited
quite some time as the girl traipsed about, looking up into the
storm, and finally deciding to lay on a flat rock where waves
just barely were out of stretch.
Then, my dream came true, she uttered the very words that created this entire story-"I wish I could leave, I wish I could just fall into somewhere new, I want something new, I want change"
She never specified what kind of change, she never said where she wanted to leave to, she never said what she wanted to be that something new-and it because of humans being as broad as they are that my plan took itself into action.