CHRIS
I stood at the edge of the cliff, the words of the mage echoing constantly in my mind. His words had taken root in my mind, a haunting reminder of the fate that awaited me.
"Your death is near," the mage's voice echoed in my head. "You need to find a way to avert it from happening." the solution seemed simple in theory but the path to changing my fate was shrouded with uncertainty.
My mother, Maeve was always my pillar of support during these times, she was always by my side to comfort and encourage me. She reassured me that she would find a way to avert the fate that awaited me. But most times, I caught her in her chambers crying her eyes out as she cried out to the moon goddess for help.
"Chris," her voice broke through my reverie. "You've been lost in thought for days now,
