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Distribution: If you have some of my stuff, fell free. If you don’t, please ask me.
Disclaimer: No infringement intended. I’m merely borrowing. :D
Spoilers: None, really.
Author’s Notes: A different spin on the world of the Slayer. Sort of looking at Buffy in the future where the Potentials weren’t suddenly endowed with Slayer power and she is still the only one - well, besides Faith. A future where she likes her power.
Rating: G
Feedback: Much appreciated!
Summary: A Slayer’s thoughts on her place in the world. Buffy’s POV.

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In a world that is so old,
And a life that is so young,
I have experienced more
Than most souls ever will.
I have touched a world
That so many will never know,
Witnessed in a mere year
The likes of which usually take a lifetime.

I have loved and fought in a world
That does not have the capability
One would need
To fully appreciate all its glory.

And for that I am glad as well as disappointed.
It is a curse as much as it is a gift,
And if everyone had the ability to see,
The world would be in shambles.

That is the reasoning behind the Fates’ choice, I suppose...
The reasoning that governs their decisions
In which of us mere mortals
Should receive this burden.

It is why I have lived a life
So much fuller than most of the people living and dead.
It is why I have watched everything I love
Fall, only to rebuild and repeat the vicious cycle.

I am the Slayer.
I, alone, must carry this burden because I have been Chosen.
Chosen to carry the world into the next generation
Where another will relieve me and move on...

Another generation that will never know that a God walks among them...
That they are being supported by one pair of shoulders, rather than many.
It is something they are not ready to know...
Perhaps they never will be.

But that is the way the Fates have deemed it...
The way I have deemed it.

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