Thud—
Pushing the wooden door with force, her inexperienced face belied a hint of panic.
The goddess, still girl-like in appearance, jogged into the modest wooden hut, where green plants trailed across the walls.
Nature and man-made melded together here in what was her sister Lachesis's 'abode.'
Unlike the aged wisdom of Atropos or the youthful naivety of Clotho.
Just like the authority wielded by Lachesis, the god who determined the length of life, she was neither the beginning nor the end.
Thus, Lachesis's life was forever at its most mature and prime—she was vivacious and lazy, wise and foolish... and this foreordained that she would never enjoy solitude.
As a result, aside from her duties, this goddess rarely stayed atop Mount Nysa.
She was the only one among the Fates who had dealings with the All Gods, so much so that some deities even believed there was only one mistress of destiny here.
This was another way she differed from her sisters.
