![]() The perpetual evolution of taking what life throws at you so you can become more of who you already are.Įither way, if the Moirai catch up to us, no amount of schooling will keep us safe. If this curse catches up with us, I’ll never finish my schooling… Never become what I was meant to be. I guess the Windhaven Academy can scratch intuitive off the list of powers I have. It’s been two months since I found out my dad was dead, even though I’d been interacting with him for over a year and didn’t even know he was a ghost. Now, if you had added that I was a necromancer who would ultimately fall in love with an Angel of Death-in-waiting, but we’d both be cursed by the Moirai, better known as frickin’ Fates, for that love, I would have told you it was time for your meds because you’d clearly gone off the deep end. Besides, I was just an ordinary girl, saving money for college so I could become a forensic scientist. ![]() ![]() Second of all, because I didn’t even believe in ghosts. First of all, because I didn’t know what any of that meant. If you had told me two years ago that I was a necromancer with postmortem-medium tendencies, I would have laughed in your face. ![]()
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