Fate sometimes makes unexpected and sharp turns. Just think—I'm hurrying to meet my boyfriend and I’m bothering nobody, but then there’s black ice, a dug trench, a fall… However, I fell not into a pit at the amusement of passersby, but right onto the head of the supreme magus of another world. And in the most delicate moment of his romantic date.
Oh well, you can’t run from happiness or hide from it. Especially when it catches you so unceremoniously—jumping from one world to another. Right under the wedding altar. And I even considered myself unlucky.
It must be true that in every barrel of tar there’s a spoonful of honey.