The Fates are three sisters. They know more than what a regular God will ever know. Their eyes see all and know all. The answers that Gabriel seeks hopefully will be found with the Fates.
He can only hope.
As Gabriel trudges through the thick forest, he feels his heart pounding. He has been searching for the Fates for an eternity, yet he is no closer to finding them than when he first started his journey.
The trees around him were dense, their branches reaching out like gnarled fingers, threatening to trap him at any moment. The air was thick with the smells of pine and earth, and he could hear the faint trickle of a nearby stream.
Gabriel pauses momentarily to catch his breath, eyes scanning the forest for any sign of the sisters. Suddenly, he saw a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his eye.
He spins around, his hand reaching for the dagger at his side, but what he sees makes him freeze.
