“He represented something I didn’t think I’d ever have again. He could tell me about my father, about his life before me, his dreams and passions and talents. And when I found out about the blood magic…it gave me a sense of purpose. Power. I’d always been told it was this monstrous, evil magic that corrupted you and broke every law of nature.” I pressed my lips together. “Maybe it is, in some ways. But he made me think about it differently. And maybe…maybe not everything is so black and white. Good or evil. I think all magic can have a bit of both in it. Fates, people can have a bit of both.”
