| The Fates ( @ 2008-05-27 11:32:00 |
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[UtR] For after [this]
PROMPT: I want to see what love looks like when it's triumphant. I haven't had a good laugh in a week.
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Lachesis: You didn't mention how it went.
Clotho: It went exactly as it should.
Lachesis: And yet you're filled with sorrow.
Clotho: Why is sorrow what you see?
Lachesis: Do you try and deny it?
Atropos: No more than denying her name.
Lachesis: Atropos, please. Give her a moment.
Clotho: Something remained there. I felt it.
Atropos: That's impossible. You removed everything, correct?
Clotho: He held on so tight, 'Khesis.
Lachesis: Sister, a simple tug would have-
Clotho: No! I couldn't. Not to him.
Atropos: What aren't you telling us, Clotho?
Clotho: There was a kiss. Something remained.
Lachesis: A memory? A trigger? Something more?
Clotho: Perhaps. Felt wrong to take it.
Lachesis: Because you want to love him.
Clotho: I don't want to discuss it.
Lachesis: You truly cannot have him Clotho.
Clotho: I cannot leave him to Poseidon.
Atropos: She's right. He destroyed our home.
Lachesis: A minor inconvenience at best, Sister.
Clotho: I need him to remember me.
Lachesis: Or do you want him to?
The Fates
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