Another short story inspired by those competitions where you write short passages which must start and end with a phrase. Also inspired by WH's wonderful story of Medusa.

This story starts off with "It was love at first sight" and ends with "What a blissful ending"



It was love at first sight…

but he was a frog and she, an adder. Though there existed tales of love overcoming the greatest obstacles in life, it was the natural order than was being challenged. Nevertheless, he firmly believed in the former and took the chance to approach her. After all, her eyes were so mesmerizing, her slender figure so beautiful that it was impossible to resist.

What a fool he was, for how can one naively believe that love was able to surpass the natural order? Love could not change fate, for love was only a gear in the clockworks of life and nature. Love was merely a tool, entwined with the arts of seduction and trickery. He was weak and was caught by the trap of beauty; she was intelligent and used her charm to gain what she wanted.

He hopped up to her. Before he even managed to croak, a searing pain gashed across his throat and soon, all was numb. But yet, his last thoughts were still “It was such an honor to die for such beauty”.

What a blissful ending.