Mistakes Into Miracles 소설 & 이야기

It's complicated, luckily I kind of know what I'm doing otherwise I would've just went for it and risked it all. Gods aren't suppose to make mistakes but no Gods were suppose to have access to other kinds of gods magic unless it was neutral like teleporting. But I ended up being an exception and I've made mistakes in the past by mixing up Gods. So I learned to tap into the specific Gods magic and learn that way. Magic I used before I'll get instantly, Magic I haven't takes trial and error.

She must have felt worse, because we were mates at that time. Goddess….why didn’t you stop me? Why did you allow me to betray our bond mate? Can’t you make a miracle? Can’t you give me back my past life? . . Mistakes are costly and somebody must pay. The time to correct a mistake is before it is made. The causes of mistakes are, first, I didn't know; second, I didn't think; third, I didn't care. If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner. (Henry H. Buckley)

he says with a weak smile. Rowan snorts from behind the tree. “You think I wouldn’t?” Their voices sound normal for a heartbeat — laughter brittle but real. I take a piece of bread and force myself to chew. It tastes like ash and grief, but at least it’s something alive. Kevin lowers himself beside me, his legs stiff, his map forgotten. “You know,” he says softly, “in every story I studied, miracles were brief. The Goddess never meant them to last forever.” I meet his eyes. “Then why give them at all?”

Mira asked seriously. " I do. Don't you?" " I don't. I have prayed countless times for a miracle, but nothing happens." Mira replied. If it was two days ago, maybe she could agree with the old lady about miracles. To her, the second chance granted to her was like a miracle. That was until she learnt it wasn't. It was a way of atoning to get sins. The sins of trusting the wrong people. " Never loose your faith young Lady. We pray and even when our prayers are not answered, it's fulfill knowing that you turned to the Almighty one when you needed help." The old lady said.

Yes, accept it. At some point, you are going to have to accept that there are words like faith, like hope and that there are even those things that they are calling miracles. Yet there are people; some might call them beings that play with the lives of others in their hands. This, my dear Mirabelle will be an evil that will come for us. But my love. I can now honestly say that this evil, you should stay at bay. You might think you are going to tear Mirabelle and me apart, where in fact, you will only bringing us stronger and closer towards each other.

I can’t handle the feelings that comes along with this, what we did is wrong no matter how much my body longs for it to happen again. That afternoon I tried sneaking back into my apartment with no such luck. The minute I hit the top of the stairs his door opened, but what I saw couldn’t prepare me for how I would feel. I saw David first, saw the surprise and regret written all over his face. The cool spring air blew my hair around, and I looked up at the sky as if to shun the universe for dropping this bomb on me. Perhaps, I got my response because thunder rumbled in the distance.

A mistake that I can’t fix. To Be Continued

“I went to a Psychic Center for testing. I put down that I could share my dreams. It was so stupid of me. I thought it was for fun, like those psychics at fairs. I kind of thought it would be funny to have a real ability but to pretend I didn’t. It was the worst mistake of my life and started everything.” “I’m grateful for your mistake. I wouldn’t have you had you not made it.”

She went back home dejected and broken with no one to console her or even advise her on what to do. After brooding over the issue for three days more, she finally came to the conclusion that she has to choose between her life and the baby. She has a bright future in front of her and she will not allow the presence of the baby to hinder her life. She acknowledged her mistake, let the fact that her mother has left her sink and concluded that life goes on.

Knowing I would regret it later I turned away from them to look out the window. Trying hard to distract myself I started counting the trees as we drove by them or the birds in the sky. At one point I began to count the clouds and used my imagination to come up with what images they can to be, but to my luck there was only five, and all circles. Like were have you heard of a circle looking cloud? They are usually long and odd shaped, but no these five were perfect round puffs. I slowly turned to look at Adria. Already wishing I can take back the fast decision I made to the moron who asked to help her.