Heba? ( a beat and a loose, dismissive shrug. ) Yep.
( he'd had dreams, on and off, of someone or something called the master of the sun, who'd asked peter if he felt as if the course of his life was wrong. upon waking, peter had never really known what it meant or might even mean, beyond, like, maybe he needs to stop eating cheese before bed or something.
(no, that's a lie, he knows it's nothing to do with anything like that, and he's never quite been able to shake the thought that maybe the course of his life is wrong, but that was a series of thoughts that always led him down more thoughts and memories that he didn't really care to revisit, the kind that lingered on his mistakes and everything that he'd tried to make up for.)
which is to say — when he'd been told they were ""aligned"" with a planet, peter had thought of that dream and decided: whatever. )
I've always said — you make your own luck. ( pause, wryly— ) I just haven't figured out how that works here.
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( he'd had dreams, on and off, of someone or something called the master of the sun, who'd asked peter if he felt as if the course of his life was wrong. upon waking, peter had never really known what it meant or might even mean, beyond, like, maybe he needs to stop eating cheese before bed or something.
(no, that's a lie, he knows it's nothing to do with anything like that, and he's never quite been able to shake the thought that maybe the course of his life is wrong, but that was a series of thoughts that always led him down more thoughts and memories that he didn't really care to revisit, the kind that lingered on his mistakes and everything that he'd tried to make up for.)
which is to say — when he'd been told they were ""aligned"" with a planet, peter had thought of that dream and decided: whatever. )
I've always said — you make your own luck. ( pause, wryly— ) I just haven't figured out how that works here.