I am writing this as a goodbye to everything, to everyone. I know now that I will not last long and need to bring things to an end so all of you can have your beginning. Your beginning of a new chapter, place, dimension.
My story must now come to an end. But Why? Why can't I have my time too? I guess it was never meant to be. I was cursed since birth thanks to my ancestors before me. Well.... one ancestor in particular. I knew not to have hope but thought after all I had been through, all we had been through...
I thought I could make it this time compared to all the others. I was wrong though, very wrong, and now... now...I see my purpose and it's dark but fulfilling. Please someone out there, something out there let me live this time as I don't want to die.. but If it means saving everything and everyone then I will do it even though I'm not sure I can take what is to come. Ok... Im ready...
Your beginning will be our end. Our end will be your beginning.
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The Wanderers
ParanormalWe wander for all we do not see and do not know. We are taken to places that otherwise we would not go. If we only knew the choices we make can cause time and space to bend, then we would not have brought everything closer to the end.
