The Thirteenth Alchemist
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Fate & Wintry Mornings

It was quite the combination of things that occured, all unrelated to some degree, that led her to decide upon awakening on that wintry morning that what she was being offered simply wasn’t good enough. It’s funny how the appearance of innocuous things influence the trajectory of one’s life, much like the barely noticeable transit of an Eastern star brings undisguised upheaval.

One never quite knows what will be the trigger: an innocent remark overheard, the glimpse of a loving couple staring into each others eyes or the storyline of a book picked up at random. Whether or not it was Fate herself who orchestrated these seemingly unrelated events I suppose we’ll never really know. What we do know however, is that after that, nothing was ever truly the same again.

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