บท 37: Chapter 37

If she were to dissect her choices, her experiences up to this point, she'd have to face the unsettling fact that she'd been directionless. Forget detours or destinations. All she'd been doing was putting one foot in front of the other. A blind work of autopilot and managing nothing more consequential than existing.

"I have been in stasis," she numbly said, her voice hollow. Admitting such and realizing her life had been worth squat seemed a trivial insight, considering. It changed nothing and only shined a spotlight on the hulled-out person occupying space. "I don't belong anywhere. I've never had a...connection or bond to anyone or anything or anyplace."

Actually, the few exceptions were encountering Brady in dreams, the instinct to study and teach Paganism, and boarding the ferry to Six Fates. Maybe she'd been looking at her destiny all wrong. It was entirely possible her life hadn't begun until two weeks ago.

"You always have a place here with us. You know that, right?"