*Book 5 in the Fated Four series*
*Inspired by the Morai (the Three Fates) of Greek Mythology*
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"Strife and discord never truly got anyone anywhere."
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After the curse on them takes hold, the Fated Four are left to face Eris alone. But they are...
I was in a dark hall lit by torches. In front of me stood a young girl. She was a perfect little replica of Arrow and my heart ached to hold her. Was this who I thought it was? I needed to know.
"Who are you, sweetie?" I asked.
"I'm your moonbeam, Mommy," the girl replied.
My heart soared as I looked at her gorgeous face. She looked so much like Arrow.
"Why are you crying Mommy?" the girl asked.
"No reason, moonbeam," I assured her. She didn't need to know that I was dying.
"Are you going to leave?" she asked.
"Leave?" I asked.
"I feel like you're going somewhere, but you can't seem to figure out where," she told me. So she could sense my soul. She was powerful. Just like her Father.
"Don't you want to come home, Mommy?" the girl asked.
"I do, moonbeam," I told her, "I'm just not sure how to get there."
That was true. I wasn't sure how to get back to Arrow. How to get back home.
"I can help you," my daughter told me, "Follow me!"
She led me down the hall and the further we went the brighter it got, and then I started to hear his voice.
"Please come back to me," he was saying in his beautiful dulcet voice. Arrow. Gods, he sounded so broken.
"I can't live without you, Clary," he continued.
"Daddy misses you a lot," my daughter told me.
"Yes he does," I replied as we reached a door bathed in golden light.
"You should go to him," my daughter told me.
"How can I get there, moonbeam?" I asked.
"The door," she replied.
I opened the door and took one last look at my daughter. She was beautiful and I was looking forward to being her Mother for real. She smiled at me and I stepped through the door.
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My eyes flew open and I sat up, gasping for air.
"Clary!" I heard Arrow gasp, "Thank the Gods! Are you alright?"
"I think so," I replied.
I took in my surroundings and noticed that I was in an unfamiliar lavish room. This wasn't the lake house. Where were we?
"Where are we?" I asked.
"Olympus," Arrow replied, "Hera brought us here after my brothers and I woke up and got to you and the others. Apollo gave you a potion, but I felt your soul slipping away."
