Wapun Meadow ii. and an isle you must be

This time there was definitely more confusion than doubt. Fate and future - were they interchangeable? Fate was the unseen happenstance, the storm on the horizon that hit before you could prepare. Future her sister, the circumstances yet to unfold in as few as seconds or lengthy as years. 

What's the distinction? She wondered silently, watching the Fae search for stones with furrowed brows - she hadn't the slightest clue what rocks he was searching for so she determined just to stay out of Sherigrim's way. 

Of the instances in your life, what could you have changed? 

Not her birth or upbringing certainly. Her betrothal to Lucavon? Arranged when she was but a babe. Had he been her fate? Could she have spoken out, fought against it, changed it? 

Perhaps. 

But it's giving her a migraine so she doesn't bother protesting when the Druid reseats himself and presents his stones. She pushes both from her mind and nods, "Aye."