[ the first words out of his mouth, swiftly accompanied by attentive, drawn eyes to Paul with a soft touch of wonderment. he hadn’t been taught much about fate, and thus hadn’t had the habit of believing in it directly, but . . . knowing there are connections to things, and glimpses, pathways into the future the same way there was to the past— that’s very real. he didn’t need to be a paleblood, as temporary as it was, to understand that.
it was a coincidence that made his chest bounce briefly with unspoken thrill, and steering his weight into the hand on his shoulder that he’d hope to keep there for as long as he could. ]
If we’re here right now, I’d like for it to be true.
[ not even his name was a coincidence— it was the form he was to take in the future. the now. ]
A lot of things . . . Come together like that, don’t they?
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[ the first words out of his mouth, swiftly accompanied by attentive, drawn eyes to Paul with a soft touch of wonderment. he hadn’t been taught much about fate, and thus hadn’t had the habit of believing in it directly, but . . . knowing there are connections to things, and glimpses, pathways into the future the same way there was to the past— that’s very real. he didn’t need to be a paleblood, as temporary as it was, to understand that.
it was a coincidence that made his chest bounce briefly with unspoken thrill, and steering his weight into the hand on his shoulder that he’d hope to keep there for as long as he could. ]
If we’re here right now, I’d like for it to be true.
[ not even his name was a coincidence— it was the form he was to take in the future. the now. ]
A lot of things . . . Come together like that, don’t they?