Apollo Has Fallen, Now Apollo Will Rise Again
14 parts Ongoing The Fates watched as the sun fell out of the sky. Without his light, the world would fall too. They turned towards their tapestry; the golden thread was turning black. Soon, the sun would be snuffed out and even the Fates would join him in death. Six long, pale hands reached out and unspool the thread. A restart was needed, one that would ensure this never occurred again. The three had the how, where and when figured out, they simply needed to drag the sun along with them. Suddenly the hands fell still. The Fates began to fade but that was no matter. For Apollo would have the second chance he needed. The sun would rise again, it always did.
(Will totally change my cover if Arcturus-Lupus wants me to).