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Scales of Fate

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Published: September 13, 2016
A group of children
Arranged in a semicircle
Prepare to begin
Their first day

These children hold
The future in their hands
What will they be
Able to accomplish?

Taught by a duo
Of opposing ideals
They learn how to
Judge their peers

The cartographer
The escape artist
The critic
And the rower

The choices they make
The way they judge
Will create the destiny
Of millions

Holding the hopes of the world
In the palms of their hands
They're sent to their fate
To save the world or destroy it

Trained in their crafts
Their abilities are honed
Until they become
Undisputed masters

The historian
The thief
The forger
And the crafter

This council of children
Weave the tapestry of fate
But only after their own story
Came to an end

With their own strings
Tangled by meddling seamstress
The apology by her partner
Gives them unlimited power

Now they sit in front of you
Holding your life in their hands
Did your actions bring you salvation
Or an endless doom?

The biker
The vet
The death-holder
And the equestrian

Will you go haunt the physical plane
For the rest of your days?
Will you be forced to restart
In an attempt to fix your mistakes?

Will you be sent to despair
As an irredeemable failure?
Or will you finally find peace
Where the pure get to rest?

The dancer
The sculptor
The engineer
And the luck-holder

The council's decision
Will decide your fate
Today will the scale
Tilt in your favor?
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