Ananke

She walks among them, silent as the grave, unseen yet unavoidable.
A girl too young to hold power, yet the earth shifts beneath her feet.
She speaks in whispers, but her words carve destinies.
She moves in shadows, yet her presence bends the light.

The world watches, though it does not understand.
The gods watch, though they do not interfere.
Not yet.

For she carries the weight of what was and what will be.
She treads a path unwritten, yet bound in chains unseen.
And fate does not take kindly to defiance.

Fate is Ananke.