The ignorant seer.

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I haven't always been the smartest child.
Ignorance is always something that has coated me like the snow within Vdalion.
Perhaps that is why I chose to become a fortune teller. To help shed that ignorance.
Fate, however, does not listen to the whims of a child.
Fate, does not care if shedding said ignorance leads to despair.

There are nights where I see her body.

Laying there in the snow.

White hair caked in red.

Fire building beneath her body.

There are days where I stare at her card.

Wondering.

Wishing for something that cannot be.

There are dreams I have that I hear her voice.

Mocking me.

Laughing at my ignorance.

... Begging for a second option.

I miss her.

Why couldn't I just stay ignorant?

Why can't I move on?

Did I really read the correct fate?

Am I really correct?

Am I just a fraud?

I don't know anymore.

... Maybe I don't want to...