A Door to Destiny
We’re led to believe we’re in charge of our own destinies, that life is a sum of our choices – but how many of those choices are really our own? How many of those “choices” are simply the only available door at the end of the corridor we’re steered through?
I stand at the precipice of this particular door, staring hard at the man I’m supposed to kill – the man I love – and wonder. I’m merely a product of life’s design… choices already made for me.
Steeling myself, daggers in hand, I proceed through the only remaining door I have.