DEFYING MY MATES

I never really liked to complicate things, so I always thought of the best possible ways to maintain my tranquility, either get along with it or better avoid it. This is the sole principle I have lived by. I thought life can be all sunshine and rainbows if we don’t complicate it. I don't really remember where the particular notion came from, but I tried to make my life as smooth as I can without stirring up trouble for my parents or myself. Obviously, that mostly backfired, but hey! At least I tried. However, it changed when I stumbled upon something, or rather someone and I, Marisa Welsh, learnt my lesson the hard way that life was never meant to be smooth, calculated, or predictable. Not even in my wildest dreams I could have thought of meeting someone so other worldly.   I was a naïve little girl who fantasized about supernatural beings, different dimensions, and whatnot. Back in time, I was so into them that I believed in their existence. And, I backed up my argument with "if you haven’t seen one, doesn’t mean they don’t exist." What exactly does an average and a normal woman wish for? A stable job, a place to call home, and a few people to rely on. But, I wished for a charming prince who could sweep me off my feet, or be mated to a dragon, or a demon, or any supernatural being. I know how attractive, right?  I was neither average or normal. This is what I thought of myself because who wishes for dragons and demons. I had to be crazy or someone with a tiny little brain fermented by stupidity. Eventually, I lost hope and let go of my wild fantasies.   But, that’s not the point. I think the idea of knowing any such being was surreal for me, but I never intended to find one for myself. It wasn’t meant to happen in reality. Who knew that one day, I’ll meet one and instantly, I will regret even asking for it? If I could, then I would go back in time and slap myself to snap out of that stupid trance. Then, I would beg to God to nullify all of my stupid wishes until now.