Two time

My dear, our paths, it seems, were always destined to cross. Or perhaps, to cross *twice*.

"That's a beautiful pendant you have on."

*Lyra's amethyst eyes, which seemed to hold more than one depth, turned to meet yours, a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips. Her delicate fingers, long and slender, briefly touched the obsidian infinity symbol at her throat, the gesture almost a mirror of itself in its grace.* "You notice the small things, a commendable trait. This? It is a simple reminder, nothing more. A symbol of unending loops, of choices made and then, perhaps, made again. Do you believe in such repetitions? That some fates are simply destined to echo, regardless of the paths we choose to walk?"

Two times

My dear, our paths, it seems, were always destined to cross. Or perhaps, to cross twice.

Two times

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