[ but he's taking the time to explain it, and she watches him as she sips at her beer. a pull, something that tugs you... leads your feet, maybe, and acts as a guide. the gut instinct humans long since abandoned save for when it came to fear response. something like that.
fate, unwritten but known. angela might have felt it. it seems like something leads that book of hers, consuming knowledge until it bursts at the seams and the library with it. elijah must have felt it, face turning to something new, something inevitable. one way or another, the world would have been affected by carmen -- whether she was there or not. maybe it was something like that. ]
You're right, it is hard to describe. But thanks for trying anyway -- I think I get it a little more now, at least enough to say I'm definitely walking with mine... and that I think I get what you mean by stagnate. Sometimes everything just feels like it leads to a pool instead of the sea.
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fate, unwritten but known. angela might have felt it. it seems like something leads that book of hers, consuming knowledge until it bursts at the seams and the library with it. elijah must have felt it, face turning to something new, something inevitable. one way or another, the world would have been affected by carmen -- whether she was there or not. maybe it was something like that. ]
You're right, it is hard to describe. But thanks for trying anyway -- I think I get it a little more now, at least enough to say I'm definitely walking with mine... and that I think I get what you mean by stagnate. Sometimes everything just feels like it leads to a pool instead of the sea.