The first Libra came to me from a far away land. It traveled many miles to bring the great balance to me. This Libra is called "The curse of balance." A very powerful Libra! A hurricane passing it would be balanced to a whirl wind. As the cursed Libra entered my life, at the time of great peace and harmony. It left me wrecked and in pain, balancing what was once my joyful and peaceful life. It casted it’s great shadow over me, and tried to control every aspect of it. Many years of struggling, many years I suffered, many years I prayed. I held onto what little I have to keep myself alive every day. "I can survive, don’t give up." I said.
As I fought to survive against the first Libra. The second Libra, a powerful witch who flew in from the West, bringing the great second curse upon me. "The Sleeping Spell." It was casted upon anyone near her. The spell made people slowwww dowwnnnn……n..nn. into lazy slug. Those cursed under her spell, were confused and twisted into one of her creations. The witch bribed me to get closer to her, and closer, till I got close enough to be trapped in her spell. I said "No, you foul Libra witch. I’ll never turn!" Lure me the witch tried, relentlessly. I stayed strong, gripping fist strong. I kept my distance and stood afar, did anything to remain a human. I watched the witch lure, and turn the poor people into mindless beast. Oh how wish I had the power to save them, but the first Libra has been draining my will and determination for very long, depression has over come me. "Is there any hope?" I asked.
My head hung low, but not ready to give up. I was sent unkowningly to the third Libra. Not the strongest of Libra’s, but a very wise Libra. Sent to be a slave, by the "Great Libra of Wisdom." His mental attacks began with no haste. It attacked me from every angle, and every which way. I was slowly being brainwashed, I was losing myself. The power I once had many years ago, demolished, blown out of my hands like dry powdery earth. I no longer stood a chance. Demanding and cunning, the Libra’s manipulated, twisted me, and took any confidence I had left. Till one day…..
I looked at myself, and screamed in agony. My ugly face, was now disgustingly gorgeous. I spoke in the most charming of ways, and women could not keep away from me. My determination and will gone, I had no idea what I wanted anymore. I didn’t know where I wanted to go, or what I wanted to do. The people began to hate me. I felt as if weights were now on my shoulders, I could not go anywhere. I prayed, and prayed, and prayed. I fell to my knees, and cried with my face in the ground, I have been turning into a monster…. I have been turning into a LIBRA!!
Three Libra’s, three great curses. Year’s I’ve fought to survive. Many Libra’s have come with curses, and almost none have left. These three Libra’s wander the world, have they found you yet??? The "Libra of Romance" came out of thin air, found her way as the others did. Flirting, teasing, and trying to capture me into her empty heart to forever be her love toy. Now, I stand stronger than I ever have! Because if you haven’t heard yet…… I’m finally free from the first three curses of Libra!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
