Ten months later...
If I had the power to go back in time, perhaps I would use it with some frequency. No, I wouldn't change the course of events in my own life, because they were what brought me here.
Stopping the work of the Moirai would lead me to stop halfway and I would be the shadow of what I truly should be. But I would go back. On some occasions and more sensitive moments, just to warn myself that everything would still work out.
A way to encourage myself not to give up and perhaps suffer substantially less.
In a dream, my mother told me that it was time to harvest the fruits and I did so. My old house became the headquarters of the Phoenix Foundation for Women's Support.
The master bedroom, where my mother died, became an art room and the library, where I found the names of e
