Once upon a time - long long ago - in a Place...in a Galaxy...in a Universe...in a Timeline, far far away from the one we know and live in, He created Her. And, as He painstakingly went about weaving the different lives, she possibly could choose, His eyes glazed over more and more as each thread was spun, and His tears left His perfect face as watery crystals - dissapating across the universe in small clouds of misty pain clouds, destined to float around time and different universes until the day she would - hopefully - return to Him. Nothing, could prepare her for the life that lay ahead of her, and even though creating these different lives of tragedy for her, broke Him apart in every way, He knew that there was simply no way He could NOT create her...if only things didn't have to be so tragic?! But as much as He wanted to spare her the pain that she had coming, He literally could not help but carry on. Because she would change people, change circumstances and, hopefully,...