Written In Candle Wax
Written by JM
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that are mentioned
within
this story. All character's pre-developed personalities belong to
Vince
McMahon and their souls belong to each wrestler/human respectively.
This is
a work of fiction with little fact-based material. It's rating
somewhere
between PG-13 and R. I'm not really sure how they rate things but I'm
sure
this would fall in-between. This is an artificial world I have created
and
is very much unlike my usual work. Send any and all comments to
[email protected] Thanks for your time.
There was no exception to any exception other than the rule. Anything
else was what it was supposed to be. Any other feeling was meant to be felt
due to pre-ordained plans. And that was called fate. At least, to the
average human it was. To her, it could be anything but. She liked to alter
things, see things fit to her liking. But who didn't? Who wouldn't want life
to follow a well drawn-out map that left no feeling, no moment, and no
action written in marker? But life wasn't meant to work like that. Life was meant to break only a few rules, not all the rules.
Give her time and she would probably find a reason to come down from
this high. Maybe exhaustion or possibly the thought of having to leave
behind this arena, this moment, this destination in life. There would be a
reason. Just not one she looked for.....