Call to Moirai Sometimes I wonder why I'm alive. Is there a purpose for me? Could there be a scheme within the seams of destiny? Do the three sisters of fate sit in their chairs laughing before Atropos snips a mortal coil? How does Clotho spin my thread to watch my days wisp by like fog off of a mountaintop? I'd call out to Lachesis but told that bitch is tight-lipped. Only time will tell but it feels like hell as the Moirai sit oblivious while I swirl these thoughts deep in mind throughout the night. Joy4no1
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