Drabble Prompt: Under

[garnigal]

There had never been a choice.

At least, she hadn’t been offered one.

She fell asleep a bubbly cheerleader, only worrying about having the right clothes and the right friends and the right boys to stay popular.

She woke up the Chosen One.

So somewhere, someone had a choice. Someone had evaluated the possible candidates and picked her out of the line up. Someone had decided that she was the one with the strength, the power, the skill and the short life-span.

It had never been her choice.

But death was.

And now there was nothing under her but air.

Comments

[jerusha]

Beautiful and bittersweet.

[garnigal.livejournal.com]

thanks so much.