Fates was powerful. No god dared cross him. He was old, powerful. His magic was old, from before the Greek gods existed. Everyone always needed Fate...
John looked up when Fates appeared. He was expecting the god to be alone. But he wasn't.
His heart clenched and he... He looked away, ashamed.
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Date: 2018-03-05 12:05 am (UTC)John looked up when Fates appeared. He was expecting the god to be alone. But he wasn't.
His heart clenched and he... He looked away, ashamed.