The Hogwarts Library

Some people believe that in this Universe, everyone has their own part to play. Some people believe that we travel on predetermined paths. They believe that we wind our way through life's labyrinth following not our own path but some string laid out to show us to the exit. There is a word for this belief, and that word is 'destiny'.

There is a beach made from glass. It sits pristine, shining, tranquil. It is calm and unbothered by such things as time and storm and death, and it plays with the shells and sings to the water.