-Ladies, I wasn't expecting you around here. She, "she said as she Nolune greeted the three women with spider parts who stared at her with their dark spider-like eyes from the interwoven ceiling.
The "weavers", as they used to be called, were the guardians and weavers of the destiny of all the universes that coexisted together. They did not usually appear before anyone, it is said that very few beings had seen them other than Thanatos.
They could not intervene in becoming, although there were exceptions to her ... If they had passed through her abode, something must have happened.
-Dear, Moon goddess ... one of the webs of our web underwent a sudden change of direction ... sliding towards another distant one, unweaving ourselves ... and joining it in doublets ... -he smiled without feeling, showing his tiny fangs together with his other two sisters who rotated.
-You changed his ceann-uidhe, destiny, the one that should not have lived… has done it -she pointed to the girl-, so the one that should fall, is now in a limbo between good and evil.
Nolune made no comment about it, only protected the young creature. -I only did part of what I know was due.
-You know that will not make your redemption, your burden is yours alone ... -said the third of her sisters, the only one with eyes the color of the sky, she extended her hand and something shone hanging between her claws-de she. Take it, it is the only thing we will provide in this game of chess.
Nolune grasped in her hand what told her, when she opened it, of a pendant woven with spider web tears, a precious jade flute flashed.
-This is ... the flute, flute, ... but ... if the Stone was destroyed ...
"That is what was believed when the idiot Nuada ran over him" he made a guttural sound as if laughing at the poor man, "but it was not like that, one thing is certain he was not the recipient of the throne."
In an instant they vanished, the spider webs and everything that went with them; only remaining the echo of the voice of the third sister.
-Daughter of the Moon, goddess Nolune, do not turn your back on what was given you by right.
Those words left her somewhat affected, for only an instant she allowed to be lacerated, an instant that she quickly passed. She looked at Grim, now leaning back in his chair.
- Aren't you going to say anything?
- Me? I'm just a cat.
- A cat? said another voice, interrupting in the bedroom.
- DOES NOBODY KNOW HOW TO CALL? she, "she cried excitedly, frowning. Who invited you here Belenus?
Her Karma in her person was right in front of her; the sun god, the god of daylight, Belenus as always so arrogant ... and well seen. Little Nyx chirped in agreement.