The trolls, gnomes, and fairies we encounter, do battle with, and assist may be pure fantasy, but they are often human enough in motive that we can sympathize with their plights. This forces us to consider the implications of a world with and a world without destiny. Can we blame the creature who, through some mindlessly cruel cosmological force beyond its control, is destined to play the role of a villain? Is there any meaning to be found in a world governed by random chance? Perhaps most importantly, is freedom of will the prized possession many of us believe it to be, or is it merely a delusion we’re unwilling to abandon?