Facing the Hand of Fate
The Hand of Fate had snatched his future.
The whole act was immutably decreed.
Do men believe in the things called Omens?
Man and Fate flow together,
in one continuous intense pursuit.
But this man, as if to strike the misery into him;
raised his face and smiled as an act of defiance.
Do you feel brave enough man?
Enough brave?
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