The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea

by Axie Oh

Which destiny belongs to me? Which destiny will I grasp on to with both hands?

I wonder if it happens in a day, for your fate to change. Or if it takes longer for your life to be stolen from you.

In this moment, I don’t feel beautiful. Nor do I feel very brave, my hands trembling. But there’s a warmth in my chest that nothing and no one can take from me. This is the strength I call upon now, because even if I am afraid, I know I’ve chosen this. I am the maker of my own destiny.