It was as though everything had happened through sheer chance and coincidence.
As she struggled to use the lingering bond of causality between herself and that girl to pull her out of the Void, she once again felt how absurd fate could be.
The little girl's eyes were tightly closed, her black hair crystalline as ice. Her familiar, delicate face remained frozen in those distant years.
A faint trace of firstborn power wreathed her body.
It had come from Lynn.
And perhaps it was precisely because of that connection.
When Lynn once again revealed his chaotic great dream in the void beyond time, that connection to the primordial source had drawn her here.
After Feather Pen examined the course of her fate, she finally understood how all of this had happened.
"So that was it."
A faint sorrow lingered between Feather Pen's brows as she held the little girl close, feeling both tenderness and heartache.
She had seen what the girl had gone through.
She had also seen Lynn banish her a second time after she was found.
How absurd and strange fate was, allowing her to meet the girl in this void. She could also clearly feel Lynn's fierce, inseparable love for her, for only the deepest reluctance to part would make him unwilling to let her suffer the hardships of this era.
"Did you come looking for him because you sensed he was here?"
She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled.
"Then let's do that. Let the two of us keep waiting for him. I believe that when he wakes up and sees his beloved Zuo Zuo, he'll be very, very happy!"
She hugged the little girl tightly and closed her eyes, the threads of fate wrapping around her little by little.
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