Chapter 1: Preparing and Placing the BobbinThe sun had already cleared the horizon and nearly risen above the dense patch of trees forming the natural park behind Mark’s home, morning birds had already finished greeting the sun, and the Triumvirate Sisters—Clotho, Moirae, and Parcae—had already arrived before Mark began waking. Within the edge of the trees, the three Sisters paced, sharing annoyed glances, hiding as if mortals could see them. Immortals remain the unseen hands guiding humanity, though occasions exist when an immortal chooses to be seen by a human, if the person’s mind can accept this. However, this must be incognito.
Of mortal lives, the Sisters’ deft hands weave tapestries in the colors, lengths, and patterns which suggest themselves to the Sisters’ discerning eyes. These
