Excerpt from breaking dawn

I imagined how the thread of my life might look in Fates' loom. Who knew but that it actually existed?
The tapestry of family and friends that wove together around me was a beautiful, glowing thing, full of their bright n complementary colors. Happiness was d main component in my life now, the dominant pattern in the tapestry.
There was a flip side to the joy though. If you turned the fabric of our lives over, i imagined the design on the backside would be woven in the bleak grays of doubt and fear.