A Demons Curse

As it would seem he’d been living his life as nothing more than a puppet hung by strings. His controls seeming to pass from person to person however always in the eyes of the one with the master plan. Never, not once was he walking a path that he was not meant to, so when he began those first few steps he didn’t truly understand just how much his world would begin to crumble. As it goes that pain draws people together he thinks that tragedy is much like glue.