Her lashes fluttered in swift blinks of surprise at the statement, then she shook her head.
"At home, we do not believe so," she said. As with practically all things, it was different in Darrow. There was never one thing, even a belief, that had its match to her experiences. It had lost its thrill of newness, its novelty.
"We receive only what we are meant to receive. Our wyrd, our fate determines our path. In my eyes, he is exactly what you deserve. You have the strength to survive the bad times and are meant to enjoy the good."
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"At home, we do not believe so," she said. As with practically all things, it was different in Darrow. There was never one thing, even a belief, that had its match to her experiences. It had lost its thrill of newness, its novelty.
"We receive only what we are meant to receive. Our wyrd, our fate determines our path. In my eyes, he is exactly what you deserve. You have the strength to survive the bad times and are meant to enjoy the good."