Prologue
Fate is something intriguing. Fate is strange. Fate is mysterious in it's own wistful way. But the most amusing and mysterious thing about fate; is that it discretely drops hints about what the future holds; hints that are so modest and complex, it's rare for anyone to particularly take notice. These hints, subtle in nature, come in all shapes and sizes. Sometimes these hints are as plain as that train you missed in order to save your relationship. In less cliché, some hints are that tight feeling in your gut like an iron hand cast around your stomach when you can feel that something is about to go horribly wrong. Or, the light fluttering sensation inside your chest when you know something could not be more right. Some call it intuition, but merely intuition is just a hint of fate. Fate can be changed; granted the hints are registered and deciphered clearly. However, fate's sister, destiny, is not so easily reckoned with.
The idea of destiny isn't actually as glorified as it's made out to be. The thought of destiny invokes the ideas of heroism and accomplishing something great, when in all reality destiny is ordinary and a tool to helping someone find who they are. But none the less, destiny is powerful and mighty; and nothing like her sister, fate. Destiny is not generous like fate and a person wanders in the dark in pursuit of what they believe is their destiny; proving why finding who we are as people is a strenuous task. It's often thought that destiny is a one shot chance in the dark. However, one's destiny can have several fates.
The truth behind it is: destiny and fate intertwine to unravel the lives of people in their complex and mysterious ways. Without the hints of fate, and the choices it presents, destiny would never be found. And without a final destination of discovering destiny, fate would not have a reason to be.
To Blue Sargent, destiny and fate were something of little importance. She never had time to think of such things, even when they first appeared in her through her mother's psychic abilities. The truth behind Blue's faith in such abstract things as fate and destiny is that she believed it was a bunch of bull. In the small town of Henrietta, Virginia, the ideas circulated like a swarm of bees. And because her mother was an alleged psychic, it was always around her. It had never occurred to Blue until much later in her life that maybe her mother's abilities were fate's way of giving her hints. The hints to her customized destiny.
For Blue, her destiny began to truly unravel when she met her childhood friend: Richard Gansey III. She didn't know it at the time, but he to was a hint of fate.