Another moment of silence, mostly in order to be mysterious. In truth, the boy had failed his first test. "You cannot prevent death," he says softly. "Not truly. The Sight comes in images, in fragments, in suggestions." His head lowers. "But if fate decides, its decision will always resolve. Your actions taken will simply push fate along its course."
He puts a paw on the skull. "Fate is not a straight line, but a branching path. Some destinations you are destined to reach. Forks in the road, as it were." His paw lowers. "Tell me your name, then, so I can give you your second lesson."
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best