<<Alan, what if something has no fate?>>
Alan was a bit taken aback by her question. She looked at him with eyes full of expectation, but unfortunately, she was looking at the wrong person.
Whenever Alan met Lanesha these days in a physical or spiritual body, she would always talk about fate, always... He would always feel sick, as she never stopped talking about how marvelous and hideous it was. But then again, because he had been listening to her for so long about 'fate'. He did have a response.
"Aren't you contradicting yourself?"
Her gaze deepened. Alan felt as if she was simply contradicting herself, all this time she went on and on about how everything, no matter how large or insignificant, was connected to fate. That everything had a path to be followed, dictated by fate. She also mentioned how the fate she was talking about was different from the element of fate, that the celestials utilized.