A/N: Well, I had the idea bouncing around in my head so I thought, why the heck not? FYI: this fiction will be Civil War time (1860-1866) but probably won’t cover all of those years. We will just have to see.

Publish Date: 07/02\03

Time is fickle and fleeting.

One moment it is for us, and then next it is against. It is a never-ending current that we are all caught up in without chance of escape. Our lives are nothing more than vessels on the endless river, caught without our paddles, being swept along without chance of slowly, stopping, reversing, or even speeding the process. Though it touches everything we do, and everything we are, we can do nothing to control it.

Though sometimes, it seems, that we just aren’t where we are meant to be in that river.

Maybe we got caught in a storm or were somehow just misplaced in the whole scheme of things, but I know I am not the only one who ever felt that way. Perhaps it was the fate’s way of teaching me how to become ready for the time I was truly meant to be a part of. Perhaps there are just some things I am never going to understand.

It’s strange to think back over it all now, how the part became my present and how much things changed in only an instant. Maybe it was more than an instant, maybe my whole life was leading up to that moment, or perhaps it was a sudden twist in fate. Whatever it was, it changed my life and the life of those around me in ways I couldn’t understand.

I followed my heart and it took me places I couldn’t imagine, met people I never knew I missed, and found the love I hadn’t known I wanted. I discovered things I hadn’t known were possible, did things I didn’t know I could, and felt things I had forgotten how to feel. This is my story of how I changed my destiny and found myself in a world I didn’t know I could belong to.

A/N: Short, but is the prologue. My normal long chapters shall follow… as soon as I find the time. Constructive criticism craved.