"Ok, okay! It was me! I stole the cookies!"
"What else?"
"I`ve been talking to strangers since you told me not to. I kept singing and dancing when they didn`t allow a tiny whisper, I laughed all day long when I was under the silence vow and I loved, oh! how I loved!"
"Who?"
"Not who... what. I loved every single loveable thing. As for that who... well, lemme tell you a story. It`s called The Agreement."
And so it starts. She found the Spark of Creation in that sacred place, near the boundaries of life, where pixie dust is spread allover, where they follow the song of the mermaid and know the numbers. It`s the code of the Universe and of the world we are living in, too. They know the sequel. Bliss, utopia and divine order are just small words. Numbers are more powerful. And names too. But we`ll get to that in a while.
A soul comes and sings "You are beautiful!"
And so it takes shape. The connection, that naive, childish, long, life-lasting bond of fate. Created by love, dusted in hope, cherished with joy and baptized in faith. It`s the one thing she`s been afraid of, but so longing to happen. It can rise you and bring you to bliss, but can also drive you into the depths of dispair, misunderstanding and lack of wisdom - as it happened to her twice in one life. It`s the Agreement. Whether you accept it or not, it`s always there, waiting for you to change your mind. When you take Fate by the hand and close your eyes. When you embrace Love with every cell, when you let Fear go and fly! Fatality?
You`ve crawled enough through the sky! It`s time to fly!
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