She chased luck her whole life. She spent her days searching for talismans and her nights locked up in her burrow rearranging them, as if they demanded all her attention. The walls and surfaces piled high with luck to keep her safe, to bring wealth, to force love into her life. She was so afraid to fail that she failed to live. She shunned her friends, she shunned her family. She stopped eating. She stopped thinking. Nothing meant anything if she couldn't gather just one more object that held the luck she so desperately craved. Just one more leafy clover.
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