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... awaiting her decision.
Even her daughters had fallen quiet now, their usual bickering stilled by the weight of what was hanging in the air.
The Fate Loom itself seemed to tremble beneath their feet.
Hespera said nothing.
Not at first.
She walked—slowly—toward the ruined dais, boots crunching through broken stone and ash.
Her fingers trailed lazily across the shattered edge of Zeus's fallen throne, curling thoughtfully around a jagged remnant of mar ...
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