[ Contemplating their hands, side by side, Derrica gives a little shrug. ]
I don't know. It feels like it would be hard to read your own palm.
[ A little like lying to yourself, in some ways. ]
Someone read them for me a long time ago, but I don't think I'm the same person I was then. My life is very different from what I thought it was going to be.
[ And as she says this, it occurs to her that maybe that's true for Matthias too. What did Southern mages hope for, before the rebellion? \
[Very different. Does anything else need to be said about that? Matthias tilts his head so he can look at her hand more closely. His gaze darts back and forth, comparing the palms, hers and his, the light lines sketched there.]
I was going to be a Knight-Enchanter. For about twenty seconds and then I changed my mind--actually, before that, I reckon I was going to be a bloody farmer. Which of these d'you think would be the failed farmer line? [He gives her a little grin.] Would you want someone to read yours? Now, I mean?
no subject
I don't know. It feels like it would be hard to read your own palm.
[ A little like lying to yourself, in some ways. ]
Someone read them for me a long time ago, but I don't think I'm the same person I was then. My life is very different from what I thought it was going to be.
[ And as she says this, it occurs to her that maybe that's true for Matthias too. What did Southern mages hope for, before the rebellion? \
no subject
[Very different. Does anything else need to be said about that? Matthias tilts his head so he can look at her hand more closely. His gaze darts back and forth, comparing the palms, hers and his, the light lines sketched there.]
I was going to be a Knight-Enchanter. For about twenty seconds and then I changed my mind--actually, before that, I reckon I was going to be a bloody farmer. Which of these d'you think would be the failed farmer line? [He gives her a little grin.] Would you want someone to read yours? Now, I mean?