Worth the fight

Worth the fight

AIDEN

The struggle within me raged on. I didn't know whether to be angry and let the growling beast inside me out or rather stay calm and negotiate with the enemy.

Would it ever cease? Why must my existence be fraught with such relentless drama and chaos? My life's narrative has been a series of calamitous events - my father's absence due to his sickness, my mother's slow heartbreak as she watched the love of her life dying bit by bit for decades, and the crushing rejection of my first mate.

I thought my first mate was the one for me, the rare beauty in the sunlight, like a delicate and hesitant flower blooming in early spring, afraid of the icy breaths of winter that might return and freeze her. However, the affection between us was just one-sided and she felt the stronger pull towards my half-brother. So, I let her go.. I accepted the rejection, giving up the fight I could have never won. The agony of that moment lingered still, shattering any semblance of contentmen