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[writtendestiny]

[Poison spends a long while fidgeting with her phone, walking the borders of Carlisle's garden (but not going inside, not while he isn't there). Eventually, she sits down near one of the corners, cross-legged on a low, flat rock, and taps out a simple yet heavily weighted message.]

Do you believe in Fate?

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[hasitsthorns]

No.

I believe that the choices we make are the path that paves our way.
I can't shift the blame to 'fate' when I make a mess of everything.
It was ~meant to be~ because ~fate designed it so~ and it'll all ~work out in the end.~

Nah, that's not for me.
Have some accountability.

[writtendestiny]

It must be a strange place that you come from.

I used to think the same, until I nearly killed all of my friends by trying to fight it. I wanted so much to believe I was in complete control of my destiny that I would have destroyed everything.

Of course, I always had that choice. It was mine to make. But it led me to where I was supposed to be in the end. Where I was always supposed to be.

[hasitsthorns]

Aren't most places strange to those that aren't familiar with them?

I don't fight it. I just do. And what I do is my choice, not fate's. The good, the bad, and absolutely the ugly. I have nearly destroyed everything and that was because of what I decided.

That's a nice idea but some of us have nowhere to go.

[writtendestiny]

Your choice, Fate, you don't think that both can exist at the same time? It doesn't always mean that everything has to go in a straight line.

[hasitsthorns]

I don't know.
That's how everyone seems to treat it.
"Fate brought me here," "Fate decided this was meant to be."

All reads kind of linear to me.

[writtendestiny]

Maybe everyone is looking at it in the wrong way. I don't think it's as simple as that.

[hasitsthorns]

Oh yeah?
What do you think fate is like then?

[writtendestiny]

It's... hard to explain.
It's like a story with more than one ending. Or a maze with more than one centre.

[hasitsthorns]

Hm.
I mean, I'm pretty sure I know how my story ends at least.
Hadriel is just delaying the inevitable.

[writtendestiny]

Maybe that's for a reason, too.
I don't know. Things work differently here, and where I was before.

[hasitsthorns]

How did they work back home then?

[writtendestiny]

Fate definitely exists, for one thing.
I would know. I write it.

[hasitsthorns]

You
write it?

[writtendestiny]

Yes. I'm the Hierophant. It's my job.

[hasitsthorns]

you're the what now

[writtendestiny]

Hierophant.
I write... everything. The first Hierophant brought all the Realms into being, and each successive one adds to the story. Like weaving a tapestry.

[hasitsthorns]

that seems like
way too much responsbility for any one person

[writtendestiny]

And yet, I do it.
It's a lot of responsibility. That's why we have to be careful about choosing the ones who will come after us.

[hasitsthorns]

So you get to pick.
That's not biased at all, I'm sure.

[writtendestiny]

It isn't something I intend to do lightly. But it should be a long time from now.

[hasitsthorns]

I mean, I'm not saying you're gonna take it lightly just
If one person picks, that's kind of unfair don't you think?
Lots of room for bias.

[writtendestiny]

I suppose there is.
But it isn't as if people can have a vote on it.

[hasitsthorns]

And why not?
What makes you the sole decider? Because you were picked before for the job by someone else?

[writtendestiny]

Phaeries can't take the position, and one of the Phaerie Lords spent years trying to breed a human-phaerie hybrid to take control of it. The former Hierophant was murdered because of that, and I was almost murdered too.
Humans don't know the Hierophant exists at all.

I will make the decision, just like Melcheron before me, and every Hierophant before him, because it's my responsibility as much as every realm is now my responsibility.

[hasitsthorns]

Right.
Sure.

Exactly what I hate about my kind, honestly.
Just decide things that you think is best for everyone and leave humans out of it. Typical.