Swipe Right on Fate

But that wasn’t going to happen. After thirty-two years, I’d learned there were no spells, no magical happily-ever-afters that would make me transform into a wolf. I’d largely made my peace with it, even though it made my heart ache. But at the same time… I’d thought I’d finally landed a guy who would look past that and see the me behind the disability, so finding out I was wrong was reopening wounds that I had long since worked through.Somehow, I made it all the way back home without any tears blurring my vision. I always got a bit weepy every time I was frustrated, something my brothers liked to exploit back when they were teenagers. But once I was inside, the anger I’d used as a shield crumbled away, leaving me disappointed and very much…Alone.That wasn’t a feeling I wanted to sit in, especially since I’d thought I was going to be doing something a lot more fun and athletic, so I beelined straight to my desktop and booted up one of my favorite games, a sort of sandbox experience

TWOROWANHot Gossip“Celestia, you look radiant this evening,” I murmured, extending the bouquet I was holding toward the mirror.No, far too stiff, I mentally chided before trying again. And too focused on her looks. Any Casanova can see she’s beautiful, compliment something that actually reflects her!“Celestia, these are for you. I thought perhaps you could use them in one of your amazing artworks.”Yes, that was it. Celestia was a painter, a sculptor, and enjoyed working with mixed mediums. In the year or so that we’d been talking, she’d gone on numerous tangents about the different uses of organic and non-organic found materials that could tell a story within a piece, and I swore she glowed every time.That was probably just my perception, however, as I always got a bit caught up when I saw someone being passionate about something they loved. It was like a siren song to me, and I had yet to find a reason to resist the call. There was so much joy in creation, and although I wasn’