[Greek Mythology] The Possibility of Male Gods and Female Clothes

Sweat oozes from the palms of his hands, slightly soaking his supposedly holy and pure body.Every choice stimulated his brain, the tension occupied the peace, and the relief gave way to the anxiety.His finger touched a golden stick, and without him taking it deliberately, the golden stick rushed into Lachesis's hands impatiently.

That is the attraction of the holy object by the power escaping from the source of the godhead.

Lachesis moved his thumb up and rubbed the sign, the expression on his face finally fixed as disappointment.

Bad luck.

Lachesis could feel that this was an emotional signature, but now the emotional signature was obscure, which meant that this Nymph's emotional path was not smooth.

Silently throwing the signature on the silk thread, Lachesis had a stern face, and stretched out his right hand again.

I hope his luck will be better, and he will not always draw n cards.

Closing his eyes and stepping forward, Lachesis's speed for the third time was lightning fast compared to the previous hesitation. When he opened his eyes, he already had the third signature representing Nymph's fate in his hand.

The moment the signature was revealed, the corners of Lachesis' mouth dropped into a stiff arc.

Unfortunately, his luck is really bad.

This signing is a matter of life, and it is even said that this is a worse decision than the last one.

Undoubtedly, the two fatal lottery made Anthea's fate look precarious, as if there was a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting to devour the poor nymph completely.

Do you want to do the next extraction?

The three golden sticks that had been drawn disappeared completely in his hand, and several golden sticks were filled in the gap in front of him. Each golden stick represented not a virtual character, but a fate whose life was related to all important matters.

Lachesis encountered a problem. It was difficult for him to stretch out his right hand, and the golden pole was useless.

"Wait a little longer." Atropos' voice passed through the stone wall and suddenly reached Lachesis' ears.

His eyes moved to the direction where the sound came from, across several walls, Lachesis looked blank.

"Anthea's fate, stop for a while." Atropos is the oldest among them. For Lachesis who just woke up, she has the elder's care and love, and the gentleness in her voice knocks slowly. Hit the soul of Lachesis, let him gradually calm down.

"Can you?" At this moment, Lachesis flinched a bit after all.He chose Clotto, but he felt guilty about Anthea.

If he hadn't chosen this nymph, wouldn't it have been so coincidental that he met Clotho's growth just when her fate was half spun.However, the most unrealistic thing is if the current Lachesis not only has to feel guilty towards Anthea, but even chooses a path full of thorns for her amidst such guilt.

Just now, Atropes made another suggestion, which is to let Lachesis stop for a while, and when he can't make a decision, make the choice of fate less urgent.

This is the gentleness hidden under the stern exterior of Atropos, which just allows Lachesis, who has got into the horns, to have a soothing process.

Maybe after a while, he will not be so sensitive to the choice of the fate of all things. At this time, he will pick up the fate that Anthea has chosen halfway, and continue to distribute blessings and misfortunes for her.

Now Anthea can only walk along the undecided route just now under the protection of Lachesis.

What happened to Anthea still had some impact on Lachesis, the frost and coldness in his face became more clear, and it looked like a pine and cypress growing steeply in the midst of nine cold days.

These experiences will not cause Lachesis to collapse, he is not that fragile yet, but he has been unable to resolve the guilt lingering in his heart, Lachesis always feels that it is impossible.

He needs enlightenment to wake himself up.If he was deceiving himself or others, or couldn't understand clearly, and just walked on in such a muddle, then Lachesis didn't think he could walk a smooth road and make his career as a god unimpeded.

Atropes came after he had been silent for two days.This is not too long for the gods, so when she came, Lachesis was a little surprised.

In the past two days, he has been immersed in the problem of how to solve the obstacle in his heart. He did not expect that the time passed so quickly that it also worried the two relatives.

"Lachesis." Atropos came alone, and when she came, she still held a black cloth in her hand.

"This is" Lachesis asked puzzledly, looking at the cloth in his hand.

"You are hesitating." Atropos pointed out his recent depression. After stroking Lachesis's black hair with a slightly larger palm and feeling the soft touch on it, Atropos showed a Smile, "This is your problem, I can only make it easier for you."

She came behind Lachesis, and put both hands on the shoulders of her frail relative.

Lachesis hesitated for a moment, but finally did not move.

The two palms pressed behind him looked soft and white, but with a firm aura, they locked his shoulders firmly in the palms.

Before Lachesis could ask a question, a shadow fell from above, and the eyes were already plunged into darkness, and there was no longer a ray of light to be seen.

There is no doubt that this is a fabric with a very good shading effect.

When Lachesis' fingers touched the black cloth, the black and white became more distinct, giving his expressionless face a sense of innocence.

Atropes nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to remove the cloth in front of him.

This piece of cloth was stuffed into his hand, even if it was a piece of good material, Lachesis still had doubts.

He didn't think it was given to him by Atropos so that he could sleep peacefully.

Atropos' words also confirmed his guess: "When you distribute your fate, wear it, and hope it can dissolve your sorrows."

Atropes tells his purpose.

Lachesis is worried about the function of assigning fate every time, so let him make a choice when he is blind.

Isn't it fair to choose with your eyes closed.In this way, Lachesis' worries may be reduced.

"But I still hope to see the day you untie it." That means that Lachesis has completely accepted his responsibilities.

The cloth in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and Lachesis clenched his right hand tightly, and the soft cloth immediately wrinkled, and when he spread his right hand, it returned to its original appearance.

This is the tenderness of Attropes, Lachesis received it, and he also hopes that he can give a satisfactory answer to this relative in the future.

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