So the girl turns to the wise woman and asked her, "Is that really what will be? Are my only choices to be a Princess or a Witch and nothing else?"
The old woman closed her eyes and said, "Perhaps. I weave as Life moves me."
The air was so heavy the girl felt she couldn't breathe. She could hear the waves roaring in her ears, and feel the push and pull of the moon and sea as it guided the unceasing tides. The test was upon her at last.
She finally understood the meaning of 'I'.
"Then let me weave my own life. Let me build the path my life will take."
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So the girl turns to the wise woman and asked her, "Is that really what will be? Are my only choices to be a Princess or a Witch and nothing else?"
The old woman closed her eyes and said, "Perhaps. I weave as Life moves me."
The air was so heavy the girl felt she couldn't breathe. She could hear the waves roaring in her ears, and feel the push and pull of the moon and sea as it guided the unceasing tides. The test was upon her at last.
She finally understood the meaning of 'I'.
"Then let me weave my own life. Let me build the path my life will take."
The wise old woman smiled.