*enter a young man (though he really is neither), hauling behind a heavy-looking stone with an equally heavy-looking chain tied about his wrist -- he does not, as might be understandable, look particularly tired, but he does look rather bitter and disheveled*

Hullo.

Is the foul, corrupt and wretched tyrant noble god Zeus here? I thought I should ( Read more... )

...Hello. My name is Clotho; I am one of the Fates. The first, in fact: I spin the thread of human life. In that way, most of you (excluding immortals, gods, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera) have me to thank ( Read more... )