Looking through old poetry, and wow, is it mostly terrible. Here's one sunsingergirl
has seen the last two lines of, mostly because they were the only decent part. XD( click if you dare! )
I hardly remember what it was like to be the girl who wrote that. I remember the things that happened to me, sure, but believing so completely that there was someone out there for me
? Not so much anymore.
The thing about that belief that there was this mystical person I was supposed to be with
was that it was never the person I was
with, or not for very long. I believed in the quest more than the finding. In the wanting more than the having. I think
I'm happier now that I don't believe it anymore, but sometimes I miss the girl who could think the universe was conspiring on her behalf, even if she couldn't see how it was moving, or what it would bring.
My characters mostly still believe in someone they're meant to be with, and my narratives seem to as well, which is kind of odd. Hell, half of the princes' story is based on Richard thinking Beth is his soulmate. Which I've tried to subvert, because his belief is based on a misinterpretation of a half-overheard discussion of a magician's foreknowledge. Basically, he thinks there's a prophecy that the woman he's supposed to fall in love with will "know him for who he is," i.e., a time-travelling prince. Only Beth doesn't, really, and the fragment of conversation actually refers to Beth knowing Richard's brother
is an untrained magician. I thought it would be interesting to explore what he would do with the knowledge that the external validation of his feelings he'd counted on was wrong. (Not to spoil anyone, but I'm pretty sure he decides it's the choice that matters.)
As a side note, Beth totally, canonically, ships the older couple, Cal and Gracia.
About half the characters I play believe in love and destiny and all that shit too. Though possibly the vehemence with which Surlier doesn't
believe cancels out the faith of the others, heh.