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She plays in games of chance, fate is her guide, and destiny sits at her right hand. She sees what others can not, through her eyes are blinded.Her name is Angeleta, a fortune teller who is more than that.She is also a target for the most powerful people in the world, all for her powers. It all started on the darkest day, in Venice, Italy.
"Come one come all! I will read your destiny, and may be play you in a game of chance if your fate is good!" Angeleta shouted into the street as she sat at her small table. Her pale grey eyes stared into the distance as her hands shook a cup with dice."Dont be shy,steep right up!" Just then a woman, looking very southern, from Italy standards. An Egyption woman sat in the chair across fron the fortune teller.
"I would like my fortune please." The woman said."Ah hello ma'm. If that is what you seek, may I barrow your palm?" Angeleta stuck her hand out and waited for the womans. She lightly stuck her tanned hand in the tellers palm. Lightly, Angeleta traced the womans palm, stoping after a moment."Ah...Young assasin...I pray I am not your target."Angeleta spoke with a small smile as she layed the womans hand down."Not today my sightless friend. I am here looking for someone else, and I hoped you could help." "I can do what I can. Do you have a picture of said person?"
The woman pulled a crumpled picture from her pocket and laid it in the tellers hand. Angeleta closed her eyes as she traced her hand over it."Hmmm the young man you seek has been past recently. I'll bet he wants to ask me about you. But I will not say a thing to him." She smiled softly,aslmost as if she could see the womans worried expression. "Now where you go from here depends on how your chance goes. Care to gamble?" She held up the blue cup with six individual dice in it."The hire your number the better your fate. The lower...Well you get it... If all six become ones then you better keep your eye out, because your destiny draws to a close." The woman thought about it before concluding.
"Lets gamble."
The teller tossed the cup into the air, letting it spin. She then caught the cup and and caught each dice individualy. She did this twice more before slaming the cup,opening down on the table. She removed the cup and felt the dice with her hand."You might want to hurry and find your man, young assasin.Your time is short."
There were two three's four one's.
- by Eva Underground |
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- | Submitted on 01/28/2010 |
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- Title: Fate, chance and destiny
- Artist: Eva Underground
- Description: It's just a little cut from a book I thought about righting. Tell me what you think and, please, dont steal it. Also dont make fun of my grammer,I usualy edit in the final draft but this was just there
- Date: 01/28/2010
- Tags: fate chance destiny
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Tingzu - 01/31/2010
- This sounds l like a good story...if you were to write it I would read it...
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- Ralf the Lion - 01/30/2010
- cool!
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