Still... if you think about it.
If everything is determined, then our opinion on fate is determined as well. So... all that we do in response- is still kinda determined...
-Anvil, hark-
-there's a man in bandages examining the ground over there-
-with some sort of cat-lady with him, though she's just keeping a watch-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWell- yeah.
But the thing itself isn't what I'm worried about- it's the fact that its' decided that I, a perfectly normal human being, should disappear from a train station and end up in another dimension.
Even if only good things happen to me here, it's not like I can take all of it back, or reliably communicate with friends here...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postI've encountered such weapons before.
But they weren't used on me.
Or at all.
We- do a lot of vigilante work. Both of us.
I dunno...
I mean- I checked my phone, and it isn't exactly- well. Able to connect to the internet at all...
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I guess.
-she sits down as well due to standing before-
I mean, its' quiet-ish around here. I miss home though.
And I'm regretting my decision to choose philosophy as the subject to fill out the blank spaces in my education this year.
Because it's making me think about fate. And that's just- y'know- depressing and horrible.
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