I repeated this sequence loudly and copied it on a paper. Cassie shifted away from the bookcase she was scrutinizing. « Have you found something ? - I think so… » In a gesture I got my laptop out of my bag and checked the university library catalog. Deception....
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Because I remained without flinching she pilled up the works and started to replace them on shelfs. « What are you doing ? I lost my temper. I did't ever have time to list their topics. - I think that the Fates’ myth is the only one which matters. This...
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I was loosing ground, the floor became soft under my feet. I was trying to formulate clear ideas but nothing coherent was coming to mind. It would have been impossible to read all these books in so little time. Hannah would be already so far, maybe in...
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« This is strange… said Cassie comparing the cards. The writing is sometimes really old, as it was noted with a quill. And the date is not readable. » Cassie examined the annoying stack of books. I hesitated for a second before sharing with her what I...
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Loan sheets were sometimes so old they nearly fell into dust when I touched them. However I had the chance to find more recent entries on some cards. Several time I saw the name of my friend on the lists and each time my heart missed a beat. Cassie may...
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Cassie refused to drop it. While I moved away to the nearest table to study the chapter about the Fates, she undertook to read every accessible sheets. Around half an hour later, she suddenly dropped a stack of a dozen of books on my desk.
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Cassie pointed a triumphing finger on our friend’s name on the borrowing card. « Is it really surprising that she loaned it ? This is the very least, I said. - This is a trace from her, real, on paper ! Let’s look for another one ! » I embraced the Mythology...
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« What does it mean ? asked Cassie who where reading over my shoulder. - Hannah is obsessed by choices. One time she stood in front of a vending machine for about fifteen minutes. ‘’ If I don’t know what I want right now, what would change inside me in...
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The Fates, the Moirai, the Parcae. Three merciless sisters reigning over human lives. Clotho, the younger (or the less faded) draws a thread for our birth. Lachesis measures it with her rod, while Atropos the eldest cuts it and chooses the manner a person...
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« Why didn’t you just settle for research on the Internet ? - I’m always trying to find primary sources, looking for the original version, I explained pulling my glassed up. The information concerning Hannah in one way or another are unstable. I have...
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