I thought to die that night in the solitude where they would never find me…
We always have choice, boireannach glic—no destiny is written. We’re all born with gifts; all we can do is harness them, and walk the path that feels the truest. Stay grounded, stay centred.
The pandemonium, the division of the night before, had been quieted by the age-old response, the reminder that our unity as a province, as a city, was stronger if we were united as one under the law and customs of our Code. Their Code. Not mine; I was no longer protected or bound by the Code.
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