tinc•ture \ˈtiŋ(k)-chər\ : a substance that colors, dyes, or stains

❝ as the sun colors the flowers, your presence colors my life. ❞

If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

You can't ignore Fate and you can't defy the Fates. That was once the most important rule known to the mortals of Earth and the gods and goddesses of Olympus. Feared by even Zeus, king of the gods, they were respected by the Greek pantheon. The three Fates, fabled immortal goddesses, spin, measure, and cut each and every being’s thread of life. Outliving even the gods and goddesses, they have seen their legacy discredited as mere myths. But in the modern world when the earth is slowly falling apart and Fate is constantly tried, Fate sends Atley Moira and her sisters a box containing a note that proclaims "they're returning" and fifteen life strands that are slowly turning immortal. Things tend to get a little out of hand when the gods have no idea what they are or what to do with their emerging abilities and it’s up to the Fates to conform the new gods and goddesses to their ways once again. Why have they returned and when will they learn to stop baiting fate?