I don't believe in fate, so I'm kidding when I make reference to "the Fates." However, it's definitely weird to think of how things lined up to bring Patrice and me together, out of a million (at the time) residents of Second Life. If I hadn't been feeling dumped... If I hadn't been sick of the clubs I was hanging out in... If Tats hadn't shown me such kindness... If she hadn't then gone offline for a week or so... If Patrice hadn't just lost her roommate, her house, her land, and most of her life... If her friend Mischief hadn't dragged her to the beach party to cheer her up... If we didn't both speak French... All these circumstances began something that is still growing more wonderful by the day. I'll get to that story when I have more time.
Hey, maybe the Lindens really are gods! Or maybe it's just the kindly trickster Torley who brings the right people together.