túrin turambar

in a way, i feel exactly like túrin turambar, the so-called master of destiny, who was mastered by none other than destiny itself. as túrin, i cannot quite understand the meaning of the signs i get; and, with no one to enlighten me, or blinded by pride, i have to think by myself and move over. and so, in every new situation, i try to think about what have happened before, and do better this time. only, the outcome is the same. death. destruction. chaos. suffering. woe. even the victories end bitterly. so maybe my fate is like his own - to die by his own sword, after a life of failures and sorrow.