As I was spinning 2 fine threads that in the near future would be meant to meet and fall in love, I asked my sisters," Where can we find love?"
My sisters gasped at my question. Lachesis,the one whom measures how long the threads I made live,answered me ," Dear sister, you do know what you are asking right?"
I nodded. "Yes. We see people falling in love everyday. Why cant we ?"I asked.
Atropos, the one whom ends the life of others, told me ,"Clotho, youre beautiful that I assure you but ...love was never meant for us. We were given tasks and we do it but falling in love was never a task of ours. Never."
I sighed and nodded. This is my life ,I should accept it . That's what they mean.
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The world is filled with many lives and deaths. It has been like these for thousands of centuries and millenia . It is our job as the Fates to create ,end and renew lives. It is by our hands that life was created .Life was born through us. We continue to do this never ending process of spinning the wheels ,cutting the threads and giving new life to others. We pair them with the people they are meant to be .
What of us ? Will there come a day when we could experience happiness? When our eyes would be able to be opened to what love is ?
They say we are immortal,cannot be touched by the gods or any other creatures out there. They may be telling the truth but I dont feel alive. I am alive but only barely. My eyes only glimpse fragments of what it truly is.I only see people being born,people dying and miracles happening but we are the reasons for all those.
Will there come a day when I ,the creator of life, the spinner of the threads,Clotho, find love between my threads?
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It was already night time. As I gazed at the tapestry of the gods which is our greatest work, I remembered the times when the gods found their pairs. How they fell in love and how they were happy.
I ran my hands to each and every thread in the tapestry. "Oh how I wish I could feel what you could ....How I wish love was never deprived of me....of us....I want to feel the joy of love....oh how I wish..."I whispered as I continued to carress the tapestry .
A shining light then brightened and I saw Atropos's scissors which she used to end lives. I neared it and picked it up. I opened and closed it and smiled at myself. It looks pretty.
As I continued to admire my sister's scissors, I accidentally pressed my finger by the edge of the blade and cut myself.
Threads came out of my hands.We ,the fates,dont have blood. Especially ,I , whom is the spinner of the wheel . Threads are my blood . My life is from the threads as well as my soul.
Continuously,threads of different colors fell from my finger and onto the ground. Light shimmered around the thread and the light grew.
A while later, came out a man with a toned body and beautiful build. He had black tousled hair and kaleidescope eyes .
I gasped at his face, his body and especially at his eyes as I felt an electric shook,an emotion I never felt before surge through me as he stared at me.
"W-who a-are you?" I asked my voice barely a whisper as I stared at him . At his eyes. I nearly melted at the sight. His eyes slowly changed from red ,to blue to yellow to gold and many more other colors.
I heard him chuckle. "Do you such a pretty thing stutter all the time?" he asked with his silk ,hot,sexy voice.
I was startled. "Y-you can see me?" I asked.
He scrunched his face and said,"Of course I can see you. I have eyes. Duh."
I saw him roll his eyes and I shook my head as I corrected myself. "No! I meant that, no one could see me in this form. "
He raised an eyebrow. "Such a pity I have to those others.... they cannot behold such beauty. Why though,beautiful one?" he asked.
I shifted uncomfortably. I felt flattered by his comments but I know better than to show it to him freely.
"Answer my question!" I demanded.
He raised his hands in defeat and nodded. "My name is Thelo. I am the one whom others call Wish. My name stands for to wish,to will,have in mind,intend, to be resolved,determined,to purpose,to desire,to love,to like to do a thing, to be fond, to take delight in and..." he added ,wiggling his brows,"To have pleasure."
I groaned at his action ,for I was irritated.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Nobody is the Wish! Wishes arent real! They are just the manefestations of human kind. " I protested.
He raised an eyebrow at me. "You tell me, you made me didnt you?You should know more." he said.
My eyebrows rose up in surprise. "WHAT?! I didnt!"
Then I remembered the threads that fell down my hands. I remembered my cut finger and clutched it but when I placed my hand to where it was cut, nothing was there. The wound was already closed.
I opened my mouth once but then closed it. I have no idea what is happenning.
I sighed. "Fine. Im sleepy . Come on.Before my sisters see you. "I told him and started to walk back to my room.
I then stopped when I realised he was not following me and turned around but only to be greeted by nothing.
"Did I just dream that?" I asked myself,bewildered.
''No. I can just turn into nothing as you did say. Wishes are manifestations of people. Which is my I have the power to manifest my dreams,wishes and turn them to reality.'I heard him whisper by my ear.
I gasped as I felt his breath.
"Well then go sleep out here! Just dont show yourself to my sisters! " I screamed.
I think I imagined it but I saw a grin in the air.
'As you wish. '
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