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18. fates
Daimd did not believe in fate or destiny or any sort of higher powers, to speak of. He believed, sometimes, in the best of moods, that his ancestors probably did spend some of their infinite afterlife watching him, though he did strongly suspect that he was boring and tame for their tastes. Magically dispatching your enemies was far less messy and entertaining than gutting them through with a sword, and he had no magical deceased relatives to admire his finesse.
Still, from time to time, he had to wonder.
Fleeting decisions change lives. Phrases like “I will pay my debt to you” meaning “I will stay by you until I see fit to leave”, and cooking daily for two rather than one. Stepping forward when there was no perceptible reward or gain for doing so. Learning to accept the constant presence of another person by your side.
Fate had no hand in his life, and destiny did not exist. But he had to wonder.
Still, from time to time, he had to wonder.
Fleeting decisions change lives. Phrases like “I will pay my debt to you” meaning “I will stay by you until I see fit to leave”, and cooking daily for two rather than one. Stepping forward when there was no perceptible reward or gain for doing so. Learning to accept the constant presence of another person by your side.
Fate had no hand in his life, and destiny did not exist. But he had to wonder.