Excitate vos e somno, liberi mei. Cunae non sunt. Excitate vos e somno, liberi fatali. Somnus non eat. Surgite. Inventite hortum veritatis. Ardente veritate. Urite mala mundi. Ardente veritate. Incendite tenebras mundi. Valete, liberi. Diebus fatalibus.
These are the words of Liberi Fatali.
"Why don't you," I said, fixing my gaze straight at her eyes. "Follow me?"
Her pupils went upwards for just a moment.
"I'd have to -"
"Nah. Just stay with me. It will work out. I stake my grandfather's name on it."
"Who is your grandfather?"
"No one important."
"Then what of his name?"
"I don't know. I lost his name in a previous wager."