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Mabel the Brokenhearted Kitty
Mabel the Brokenhearted Kitty
Daren
Legacy Name: Daren
The
Graveyard DragarthOwner: Samantha_188
Age: 56 years, 3 months
Born: December 31st, 1969
Adopted: 56 years, 3 months ago (Legacy)
Adopted: December 31st, 1969 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 7
- Strength: 12
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
You know how they say, though the great may perish, they live on in legends and in the hearts of those who loved them?
Once I was so sure that that would be my fate. I thought that as long as I was noble enough, strong enough, I would never die. Not really, anyway.
But it doesn't matter anymore. Because those heroes of legend - you know, the ones in story books? Fate was kind enough to take them only after they managed to carve their names in the tomes of history. It's so simple, but I guess it never occurred to me. We aren't guaranteed enough time.
I'm sure you've had that feeling. That moment when it dawns on you that someday, you will die. Someday your eyes will stare into the endless blue of the sky, but you will see nothing. The wind will rustle your hair as it dances past, but you will feel nothing. Your closest friend, with wide tearful eyes, will whisper, "Daren...?"
But you will hear nothing.
There goes my hope for eternity. What have I accomplished? It isn't fair, friend. There just wasn't enough time. There is simply never enough time.
Once I was so sure that that would be my fate. I thought that as long as I was noble enough, strong enough, I would never die. Not really, anyway.
But it doesn't matter anymore. Because those heroes of legend - you know, the ones in story books? Fate was kind enough to take them only after they managed to carve their names in the tomes of history. It's so simple, but I guess it never occurred to me. We aren't guaranteed enough time.
I'm sure you've had that feeling. That moment when it dawns on you that someday, you will die. Someday your eyes will stare into the endless blue of the sky, but you will see nothing. The wind will rustle your hair as it dances past, but you will feel nothing. Your closest friend, with wide tearful eyes, will whisper, "Daren...?"
But you will hear nothing.
There goes my hope for eternity. What have I accomplished? It isn't fair, friend. There just wasn't enough time. There is simply never enough time.
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