The Prophets of Broken Fates

The woman was a prophet, though many forgot it. She read the fates for others, she helped many lovers. Never once did she look into her own soul, she never tried to find what would make her whole. But one day, she wished on a star— that she could find a love that would go far. A man with a long beard prophesied his fate, said he would meet someone great, who orbits the same star and would understand him—till they fell apart. His life was a crowded place— full of strangers who had promised to stay. The man forgot his roots, forgot where he came from. His fate, too, was read by another—who failed.