Why does she survive? Why her, of all the unclean things?<\/p>\n
Because it is prophesied.<\/p>\n
Because her survival is written of, <\/em>and that is a tidy thing. Because to be born in service to a destiny, and to live in service to a prophecy, is cleanly<\/em>; and to unmake <\/em>people with a prophecy is cleanly<\/em>; so she shall be one of the last things left.<\/p>\n That\u2019s what it tells her, in her prophecy.<\/p>\n That they shall meet at last in two halves of an empty world. She, with the evil prophecy; he with his . . . janitorial cart of good . . . and they shall do battle then; and he shall scrub away the letters of her evil prophecy one by one, and all the stars go out.<\/p>\n What could be cleaner than that?<\/p>\n And she accepts it.<\/p>\n She will allow it. The Fan Hoeng are gone. Everyone she cared about is gone. Her hat doesn\u2019t even really work without Fenris and Edmund.<\/p>\n So it\u2019s fine to her to dream of that final meeting with the janitor of Earth;<\/p>\n But still, when she has a chance, she scours the prophecy, looking for hints and omens, portents, indications that she will, before that final end, get to play rock-paper-scissors against someone worthy of her, have at least one <\/em>game worthy of her; against a robot, maybe, or a really sharp goat.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Why does she survive? Why her, of all the unclean things? Because it is prophesied. Because her survival is written of, and that is a tidy thing. Because to be born in service to a destiny, and to live in service to a prophecy, is cleanly; and to unmake people with a prophecy is cleanly; […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":868,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[68],"tags":[],"series":[50],"class_list":["post-6906","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-vidars-boot-chapter-22","series-vidars-boot"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/09\/Icon_Goat.png","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6906","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6906"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6906\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6907,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6906\/revisions\/6907"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/868"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6906"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6906"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6906"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/books.hitherby.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fseries&post=6906"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}