"My stone He 's got my stone on his desk " The professor followed his eyes. "Why, are you looking at this?" He took the stone on his hand. "I collect stones, I like them. This one literally fell before my feet some years ago." It was then, when Magda entered the scene. "What's with the two of you," she smiled, "why are looking at each other like this?" The circle of the threads widened and included her as well. Coincidence sealed their fates that very moment. Coincidence is a goddess that weaves her threads entagling people's lives. Some, only a handful of them, have the gift to see through...
"My stone He 's got my stone on his desk " The professor followed his eyes. "Why, are you looking at this?" He took the stone on his hand. "I collect...