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... abyrinth — there was a room that wasn't a room, a realm outside of time.
The Loom of Fate sat in perfect stillness. Threads of every life stretched across it in luminous strands — subtle and strong, delicate and defiant. They moved with elegant purpose, guided by ancient hands.
Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos sat before the loom. To mortal eyes, it may have looked like a trio of old women carefully knitting socks.
Clotho leaned in, squinting. "This… shouldn't be here."
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