Writing Group: Weaving Fate (PRIVATE)

Hello Spinsters and Oracles!

Oh! Don’t mind me! I was just doing a little weaving. No, it’s no trouble! Sit, sit! I’m so glad you joined me. I was just thinking about you. Well, the tapestry has your face on it. I don’t know why, but it can’t be good because…

This week’s Writing Group prompt is:

Weaving Fate

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Fate is often seen as a mystical force that cannot be stopped or contained. However, many stories tell of beings who can and do just that, often depicting fate as a thread that can be spun, woven, and otherwise cut. Sometimes those two ideas exist in tandem: with the gods weaving fate, and the mortals beneath slaves to it. Which side will you choose to focus on in your stories this week? 

Many cultures depict destiny as the work of three or more mythical beings: the Greek Moirai, the Roman Parcae, the Norse Norns, even the Albanian Fatit. However, weaving fate in a more literal sense is not exclusive to the supernatural. In the Odyssey, Odysseus’s wife, Penelope, weaves by day and unravels by night to keep her suitors at bay until Odysseus returns. Perhaps it’s not the weaver that’s supernatural, but the weaving itself. “Weaving a spell” is a phrase for a reason.

The Egyptians intrinsically interweave fate throughout every aspect of their lives. For instance, Shai, the god of fate or destiny, is stated to be a personification for the fate of the human being, which begins at birth. This means that fate follows people from birth to death. Another staple Egyptian deity is the goddess Renenet, who is tied to worldly possessions. The Egyptians believe that pharaohs can take their material wealth with them into death, which they are fated to do, and it’s also why they’re buried with them. Sounds like carrying all of that would be quite heavy. 

Of course weaving is not exclusive to humans and gods, and fate need not be nearly as mystical as it sounds. Spiders are the most well-known weavers in the animal kingdom, and our mythology shows, from Uttu the Ancient Sumerian weaving goddess to the prideful Arachne of Greek myth to the Spider Grandmother of Hopi folklore. Maybe a spider is an important symbol in your character’s destiny. Perhaps your character is cornered, but a spider spins a web in the front of their hiding spot. Spiders are not alone in this ability either. Some African and Asian songbirds construct complex nests that earn them the moniker “weaver.” Maybe a bird will grant your character a great boon for their journey if they help it finish its nest. 

Weaving, however, is not the complete focus. Fate is a complicated topic; in some ways it’s about luck or chance, in other ways it’s about a predetermined event, and in still others it’s about suffering and woe. You could focus more on the aspect of fate in this prompt, and the different influences it might have on someone’s life. There are other myths that focus less on the weaver, and more on the thread; in some Asian myths, the threads of fate are more about love than overall destiny. In Chinese myth, the god of love and marriage ties a red thread to future lovers’ ankles. More than likely you’re familiar with the Japanese version, which sees the man’s thumb tied to the woman’s little finger. In Jewish folk tradition, a red thread bracelet wards off curses. Maybe your character notices a thread on them they haven’t seen before. Do they follow it? Where will it lead if they do? Will it lead to their soulmate, or to their doom? Or, instead, do they try to cut it? Can they cut it?

I have two potential challenges for you this week. The first is to write about a character going against fate. As I said earlier, fate is often seen as something that can’t be stopped or contained, and a lot of the myths (or, more accurately named, tragedies) where fate is a woven thing explore this idea. But is it possible to unravel your own fate? To weave it again yourself? 

The other challenge I have is to write about the mundane ways in which fate is woven in our lives. I think “weaving fate” is a prompt that automatically brings grand ideas of supernatural powers and prophecies to our minds…but what are the more simple and gentle (but no less important) ways in which fate makes herself known in our lives? What are the butterflies we are stepping on, or else nurturing, each day? 

Remember, these challenges aren’t mandatory! They are meant to be a fun bonus if you’d like to have a little extra challenge. But, if you don’t want to use them, please don’t feel obligated to!

Oh, yes, the tapestry! You wanted to know why it can’t be good. Well, weaving fate lends itself to exploring magic and wonder…but it creates opportunities to bind and ensnare as well. I’m not quite certain what this means for your path, but all I can say is, be mindful of which you take. If you don’t make your own choices, someone…or something else may choose for you. 

—Pearce, Felicia, & Kaylie

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47 responses to “Writing Group: Weaving Fate (PRIVATE)”

  1. MasaCur Avatar
    MasaCur

    The New God of Reality
    By MasaCur

    I have trapped myself.

    A week ago, I bought myself a new notebook. The store I bought it at didn’t seem to recall stocking it, but we negotiated a price, and it came home with me.

    I started the story with a death. I had picked a violinist who was popular several years ago, just on a whim. Imagine my surprise when I read the next day that she had died here, in Yokohama, the victim of a car accident.

    It seemed too much of a coincidence to be merely coincidence.

    I tried to see if I could do it again. I wrote something good for myself this time. I wrote about meeting a publisher that would be interested in my book concept.

    That night, I met a publishing editor at a party. After a small conversation, he asked me to email him a copy of my outline and the first two chapters.

    This couldn’t be a power innate to me. Nothing like this had happened to me before. I surmised it had to be the notebook. No other explanation would account for it.

    I proved my theory right when I tried to write a new destiny in another book. A week went by without a result.

    This new notebook had turned me into a god. I could bend reality to my bidding.

    I could shape the fate of the world if I desired it.

    I should have been horrified by this. But the desire to make this story happen was too compelling.

    But I was now trapped as well.

    The story had to continue. I had to write it. If I stopped, perhaps the world would come to an end.

    The die had been cast, and my fate had been determined as well.

  2. Adrian Solorio Avatar
    Adrian Solorio

    Brother Bound
    By Adrian Solorio

    “Let me die,” Junior said, struggling to sit up. “Save my brother.” The words were a rasping gurgle. The nurse pushed him down, gently, and took hold of his arm, rolling back the tattered sleeve. She hovered over him while the doctor spoke, fast and hushed. Lost control, he said. The younger brother we probably can’t save, but this one—this one still has a chance.

    The doctor poked a needle into Junior’s arm, and as his strength faded and his vision dimmed, he thought of his brother. Where was he? Was he alive? Why had he come back?

    ***

    “What’d you do to me?” Junior shot to his feet, sending the flimsy chair thudding to the carpeted floor. “Where’s my brother?” he said, glancing around the room.

    “You pulled a card,” the old crone said, “and saw what your future holds. Just as I promised.” In one graceful swoop she swept the cards off the table, and they vanished into one of the many folds of her dark dress. Her tattooed hands rested on the russet-colored table, tap-tapping, and she watched him, a small smirk pulling at her lips. “As far as your dear brother, well, he’s wherever you left him. You came here alone, remember?”

    Junior remembered. His brother had stayed home from the fair. He was home safe. What he’d seen wouldn’t happen yet. There was time. “How do I change it?” he asked.

    “Didn’t like what you saw?” the woman answered. “Well, you’re not the first, and you certainly won’t be the last. Unfortunately, you can’t change—”

    “I will.” Junior bolted from the tent before she could finish and disappeared into the night. Disappeared from the town and from his family. For many years after he remained gone. Becoming a memory—a ghost. Running from a future he couldn’t outlast or escape. He grew old. Became tired. Forgetful. He went on until he forgot why he had gone in the first place, and then, he returned home.

    “How about a drink?” he said, and hugged his brother at the door. “To catch up on lost time.”

    1. That was interesting.

      The scene change was curious. At first I thought he was like… dead, or dying, and talking to an embodiment of fate. That it’s just a “normal” fortune teller was interesting. Though, I’m curious about the drawing the card. It seems to imply some…chance to his future determined by the card. Or is it more that the card determined what part of his future he’d see? As opposed to a traditional tarot reading.

      The end also raises questions. The fact the brother is still “home” after their old men, at first seems like something you just accept for the story. But is it just the threads of fate making sure they die together, or whatever it is?
      Like a “wholesome” Final Destination.

      1. Adrian Solorio Avatar
        Adrian Solorio

        Good questions. So good, in fact, I don’t even have an answer for them 😄

  3. The Missing Link Avatar
    The Missing Link

    Divine Tapestry
    By: The Missing Link

    I’m a monster.

    A cruel person would hurt others out of some kind of malice. What I do isn’t cruel. It’s worse.

    To hurt out of love, yes that’s true evil. And I do love them. I love them and feel their pain, but still I put them through more.

    We like to say a loving God could never bring evil to its creation, but this is wrong. Gods too have these awful feelings, curiosity, pressure, catharsis.

    I am not a cruel God. I’m a monstrous one. I know this, but still I persist. I create only to destroy and to show this destruction to the other Gods in the world. They love my creations too, and I love theirs. We laugh when they laugh and cry when they cry. We care about them, but we grant them no peace, no true consolation.

    If they could meet us, would they think us insane? Would they understand in some twisted way.

    It can’t be said that we’re unaware of these contradictions, but we explain them away with simple, pretty words, dehumanize our creation, distance ourselves from it.

    Characters, we call them.

    Characters suffer for our amusement, and as easily as we tell ourselves we could make their lives better, we plunge in another knife, kill another family member, break their hearts.

    The smiles and tears of distant Gods mean nothing to our beloved characters, but us Gods, we love a good story, and stories thrive on pain.

    My friends in schadenfreude, we may be Gods, but to be a God of fiction is to become a monster.

    1. Adrian Solorio Avatar
      Adrian Solorio

      Mmmmm…, this was thought provoking! I enjoyed it, and you left me with some things bouncing around in my head. In some way, you’re right, we’re playing God with our little fictional creations. We put our characters through the ringer. Maybe in some alternate universe they’re alive, and wondering, “Damn! What a messed up life I have.” Poor little guys.

      Well done, Link! Thanks for sharing.

    2. I guess I’m a sucker for meta stories. And this week we obviously have quite a lot of them, and I enjoyed each one I read greatly, yours being one of them.

      What I think is interesting about yours is the fact it’s written from the writer’s perspective, showing what we feel while writing our stories – and at times those are not nice feelings. (I found a lot of myself in this one…)

      And I almost laughed when at the end you used the word Schadenfreude, it just irritates me a bit each time I see a German word being used in English, and being written starting with a small letter. But don’t worry, guess that’s a me thing. ^^’

      Thanks a lot for writing and sharing this story! I like it a lot.

  4. If You Really Wanna See (Chronicles of The Dragon)
    By Makokam

    Jaime walked down the street, following the directions on their phone.

    The directions sent them down an alley, though there were no signs that said there was anything down there. Sure enough, almost halfway down the alley there was a door with a glass window bearing the words “Sister Psychic: Guides To Your Future.”

    Jaime gripped the knob and was surprised it actually turned and opened.

    Inside it was small, room with a bell on the counter and a doorway with bead curtains. Unsure of what else to do, they rang the bell.

    “One moment!”

    Soon a black woman with graying dreads pulled back into a ponytail stepped through. She walked up and leaned on the counter. “How can I help you?”

    “I’m…here about a guide to my future.”

    “That’s why anybody is here. What future are you looking for?”

    “Oh. I… want to know what I should pick for my college major.”

    The woman blinked at them. “That’s it? No dream career? A desire for wealth? Someone you want to marry?”

    “Uh, no. Just the major will be fine.”

    “So when you ask what major to pick, you mean which will give you the best future?”

    “I… yeah.”

    “Fine,” she sighed, “Fifteen dollars,” and held out her hand.

    Jaime counted out the money. She took it and then pulled out a large sheet of paper, that easily took up half the counter. “You sure you only want the major? I’m gonna have to look pretty far into your future to get the answer anyway.”

    “I’m sure.”

    “Okay. Give me your hand.”

    Jaime put their hand in hers, then closed her eyes. After several minutes, she opened them and wrote, “Bio-mechanical engineering.” She folded the paper up and handed it to them. “There you go.”

    Jaime looked at it and said. “You sure? Neither of those are my thing.”

    She chuckled. “Oh, it’s not going to be fun at all. But it’ll get you the best endings. Trust me.”

    Jaime shrugged. If they decided to switch later, they only wasted fifteen dollars. “Thank you,” and they turned and left.

    1. Lol this is a very fun story. I loved Jaime’s casual demeanor through the whole thing and how simple their desire was. I mean, all in all, fifteen dollars is a steal if Sister Psychic is legit and you write her as if she is.

      I’d assume it was so cheap because it was it was such a mundane request but the fact that she still would have had to look into multiple possible futures speaks volumes for her power.

      I’m also a big fan that choosing something Jaime isn’t good at is what would possibly lead them to the best endings. That’s a pretty fun idea and now I kinda want to know if that works.

      As for criticisms, I’m assuming Jaime has they/them pronouns since that’s what’s used for them mostly through the story but there were two instances where ‘him’ was used.

      Also:
      “Jaime put their hand in hers, then closed her eyes. After several minutes, she opened them…”

      That part is phrased a little confusingly. I’m assuming Jaime put their hand in SP’s hands and then SP closed her eyes and then opened them. But it tripped me up a bit.

      That is me just nitpicking of course lol. All in all, this was an awesome take on the prompt. Thanks for sharing!

      1. WHOOPS! I didn’t intend for “they/them” to be THEIR pronouns, but I did want to write them without specifying their gender. Just because.

        But yeah, despite having to look at multiple possible futures, SP just needs to fast forward through them, effectively, so see how things are looking, five, ten, twenty, forty, years out. It also means she has very little to write down.

        But yeah. She’s very legit. Is probably the most powerful seer on earth, if not ever. And probably saw that by keeping herself obscure, she’d live her best life. (nobody coming to try and capture her, for example)

    2. Adrian Solorio Avatar
      Adrian Solorio

      Yo! Well, this kinda hit on a similar element that I used in my own story. The magical seer. I guess a lot of stories will use the same trope this week 😅

      Anyhow, this story is wholesome, simple, and light. That’s good, though. Sometimes I’d like to mix these sorts of stories in too. It’s a good way to practice different genres and such.

      I thought you presented the story well. It was very straightforward and concise. Maybe we could all use a farseer rather than a guidance counselor, it’d probably work just as well if not better.

      Thanks for sharing, Mako!

  5. Small Steps (Illusions of Heroes)
    By Gerrit (Rattus)

    It’s a curious thing, that so many small steps can take one such vast distances. How minor choices and decisions, insignificant in their moments, can alter the course of a life.

    The Gods preach of Paths, that every life is on a trajectory from the moment they are born. Some sects believe that these are not straight lines, but forking, branching Paths traversed by the choices we make and the options we choose.

    Looking back, Emrys’ life had been filled with terrifying leaps, choices so fraught with purpose and consequence that the burden felt heavy enough to crush him. Yet it had been the small steps that had taken him the furthest.

    They had all seemed so inconsequential at the time. Bring food when he approached the thief. Land in Ruddreth, instead of Targgem. Ride north first, not east.

    He looked to Serennia, asleep in the bed beside him. He watched the gentle rise and fall of her chest, his breaths in time with her own, savouring this moment of togetherness.

    When the huge, life-changing decisions threatened to crush him, she was his strength. When he stumbled over one of the many hurdles in his life, she pulled him back to his feet. She was the culmination of all his small steps, the outcome of the choices he hadn’t known he was making.

    If Paths were real, he thanked the Gods for aligning his with hers. If they weren’t, and their coming together was merely a cosmic happenstance, then he thanked his luck that in spite of all the times his large steps had led him astray, his small steps had always been the right ones.

    1. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      Wow. I don’t know of the larger universe in which this story takes place, but this story certainly works very well as a stand alone. Maybe the whole idea of dealing with the small choices and the unforeseen consequences those can bring makes it very fitting for this prompt, and make the whole notion of not knowing be part of the story.

      The language and pacing of it all brings a poetic quality that makes this all very meditative and reminiscence-like. And the emotionality of it is very palpable. This is a very good story, and incredibly well-written.

      Thanks a lot for sharing it!

  6. i-prefer-the-term-antihero Avatar
    i-prefer-the-term-antihero

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    1. Okay so first off, I love the idea of a spider creature weaving the threads of fate. Something about that is just a really cool image to me. I also really enjoyed the repetition in this story, I feel like ot added a lot more than I thought it would at first. The care between the characters comes through strongly as well. Great job!

    2. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      The imagery here is incredibly powerful and beautiful. And there are some elements that feel just grand – even grander than I’d expect in an story in which we are dealing with the very manifestations of Fate and Time themselves.

      I love how each of the Moirai work their part alone – this gives a different gravitas than when they are generally pictured as working together, and it makes the whole thing of patching the timeline one thing at a time a lot more uncertain. Also, I’m not sure on that, but all three Moirai here are the same Daughter, right? Just at different moments… I think maybe her fractured perspective (or, rather, the idea of it being more of a multiplicity than an unique vision) might be what Time thought he could help with, and ultimately the whole approach in parts is what helped him.

      And their working not only in a lifetime, but in THE timeline give us some quite terrifying implications. After all, now it seems as if not only the lives there have been measured and cut… but the whole timeline as well.

      And this seems grand, more than terrifying.

      This was a really powerful piece, even if there are some elements that I’m not exactly sure on how to read. Thanks a lot for sharing.

    3. Lol I do think if someone isn’t familiar with the Fates in general, this story would be a bit confusing but I’d like to think most people would get the references.

      I do love the idea of all three being the same person at different stages in their life or at least that’s how I read it. And the idea of Fate being the daughter of Time? Very nice.

      As for the actual story itself, you used repetition really well in this one. It made it that much more fun as you saw how each incarnation of Moirai reacted to and interacted with the timeline and how that tied into Kronos’s reaction to it after the fact.

      You described each part beautifully to the point that it does seem like a much longer story than it is. It feels like so much is happening in those few words.

      I will say that I found Clotho webbing Kronos up just to be freed later when she becomes Lachesis to be really funny. I think it’s because I just can’t separate the idea of webbing someone up from Spider-man and that’s always funny.

      Even still, this was a great story! As always, I love finding out more about this world.

      Great take on the prompt!

    4. Yooo! This was great!

      I loved how she transformed into a spider…thing to spin the webs of fate. And how that form had a different name, and then turning into the other sisters of Fate. Though, for a moment I was confused and wondered if there were other sisters I hadn’t been aware of.

      I feel like you did another story where Moirai touched the timeline and and it all turned gold, and Kronos was PISSED about it. Is this a different moment? Or have you decided to change how that plot point happens? Expand on Moirai’s abilities/role?

      Or did you just think this would be a cool idea for the prompt?

      I’m also very curious about Kronos being scared of her? Do none of the other incarnations have these other forms?

      Either way, I loved all of it. Especially Kronos come back and finding his daughter in these other forms doing stuff to the timelines like strange, unknowable, eldritch being that they all are.

  7. Glaceon373 Avatar
    Glaceon373

    The Future
    by Carrie (Glaceon373)

    We’ve got some choices to make, friend.

    I know, I know, I probably just raised your anxiety levels through the roof, but it’s true. And also nothing to be afraid of! They’re just choices. You make them everyday. Arguably, every minute. Most of them don’t matter nearly as much as these will, though.

    What? It’s true! Don’t act so surprised, you knew this was coming.

    This is what happens when you get older, you know. Your decisions are about to start mattering a lot. You can’t waste time being stressed about it.

    Isn’t it exciting? You’ve got your whole future ahead of you! And it’s time to decide what it’s going to be—!

    What?

    What do you mean you don’t know? You’ve got to decide, like, right now. Or at least soon. Very soon.

    Why? Well, don’t you know what’ll happen if you start late? You’ll be stuck behind everyone else on whatever you pick, and you’ll never be great! So it’s good to pick something you’re already good at, just for the head start. You wouldn’t happen to already be a doctor or lawyer, would you? I—

    Oh, you don’t want to have to do that. Changing your mind later is a TERRIBLE idea. It’s even harder to recover from that than it is to wait a few more hours to decide. It’s best to know, right now, EXACTLY what you want to do.

    And you do know that, right?

    No?

    Oh, well… all right, then. I’ll ask you again tomorrow. Don’t worry about it too much, it’s just your future on the line, y’know? Talk to you soon! Bye!

    1. I loved the tone of this piece. Right out of the gate it felt playful and fun, but with an underlying sense of urgency that carried with it throughout. I liked that at the end it seemed to relent, but still maintained the importance of the decision. This was a really fun piece that I enjoyed reading. Very well done!

    2. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      Anxiety levels through the roof? You bet!

      I love how there is a very powerful discrepancy between the tone employed and what is being said. There is not just a sense of urgency, but a warning that things can go pretty badly, that this moment will determine all that matters henceforth, but try not to fret on the almost inevitability of making a mistake (and, even if you make a choice that is great… good luck in not second guessing it afterwards).

      And the part that is most terrible is that the voice saying that is incredible real – almost anyone in this society is pressured in choosing what they will be – and look how nice it is to have the opportunity to make that choice, and bearing the consequences of doing so later on. Nothing to fret, at all.

      Great story.

  8. The Plot Loom
    By Taja DaLeen

    “And this antique is our pride and centerpiece of this exhibition, even if it is also the one leaving us with the most questions, and a lot of antiquarians with quite the headache.”

    Laughter. Those damn nonmagicals are so freaking clueless.

    “It is the oldest loom known to mankind, and most data even suggests it is older than weaving. Of course we know this to be impossible, but that is what the scientists get from their tests.”

    More laughter. And of course it’s older than weaving. It’s possibly older than time itself, no one can really tell. Who is to ask those entities their age?

    Not that they’d answer, probably, even if someone would dare to ask.

    “Anyway, as I said it cannot be dated correctly, no matter what method is used. But what can be said is that those markings on the beams and posts you see here were probably carved in way later than the loom was built…”

    Well, at least they got that part right. The carvings were made by humans, after the fates stopped using it, after all.

    “… even if we are not entirely sure what they mean. Experts suggest they are connected to some form of fate deity since they look similar to symbols connected to worship of a lot or even all indo-european goddesses of fate…”

    Which is not surprising, considering this is actually about the fates. Really, nonmagicals and their cluelessness. I don’t know whether to laugh or to cry.

    Of course you’d use an artifact of power for worship, or rather giving thanks, especially if you can’t use its magic. I’m pretty sure no one can, except for the fates themselves. So, why my client wants it? No idea.

    Not that I’d need to know, or care, I’m only here for the money.

    “… who are very often portrayed as weaving. Sadly, no shuttle belonging to this loom was found, so it can’t be said whether it was actually used or not…”

    And soon I’ll be a rich man. Now, I only need to figure out how to get it out of here…

    1. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      Oh, I love getting at the end and discovering not only that this is the very loom from which Fate was weaved, but also that this is also the beginning of a heist story!

      And knowing it is the thing one would go for in a heist tale without having the means of using and even knowing what the one who contracted the point-of-view character wants of it, it makes that a Mcguffin. And that makes the title even more funny and ambiguous. Surely, this is the Loom where Fate was weaved. But it is also the thing that moves the plot forward. It is a literal (in two senses) plot loom.

      This is quite clever.

      And besides the clever world play and structure, the description is incredible interesting. I love how such an impossible object in just being presented in an exhibition. This makes this very fantastic. And the point-of-view character thinking of it as just the prize of the heist paints the whole world in very fantastic and yet practical way. Also, the narrator’s inner comments basically dismissing the awe of the presenter while at the same time confirming its information makes it all incredibly compelling: this is a world where such wonders are possible and present. But very material concerns sometimes come before wonders, and what the heck would one even do with such an artifact (specially in its incomplete state)?

      Which is at once a sobering though, but also a very terrifying one – what is the interest of the employer?

      Guess this one has a lot of loose threads to be followed. Or, better yet, not loose. Just waiting to be weaved.

      Great story, DaLeen. Thanks for sharing.

  9. Lee Strangely Avatar
    Lee Strangely

    All as it Seams (That’s the Spirit)
    by Lee Strangely

    The elevator cage slid open, releasing Mort, Clay, and Death into a vast cavern.

    “What is this- OW!” Mort swatted the back of Clay’s head before he could finish. “What was that?!”

    “Shush,” Mort scolded him, “if it’s important she’ll tell us.”

    The constant clacking echoed louder as they delved deeper.

    Mort turned to Death, “Uh Lady Death, might I ask- OW!” She smacked him equally hard.

    A single beam of light shined upon a curtain with no end that spread across hundreds of tables and beyond; each table with a soul hunched over an immense loom that dominated the air with mechanical chatter.

    Death strolled up to a table, manned by a rather cross looking old woman.

    Death greeted the woman, “Hello Janice!”

    “Miss Death, it’s good to see you again!” Janice bubbled, “I’m sorry that there haven’t been many endings in the forecast lately… the conditions just haven’t been favorable…”

    “It’s alright… You must be running yourselves ragged trying to keep up.”

    “Oh nonsense! The hands of fate never tire.”

    “M-Mort,” Clay gasped, “T-that… that’s…”

    “Yes Clay…” Mort muttered, “yes, that is the Grand Tapestry… of all history…”

    Death smacked him again, “Hush now, the adults are talking…”

    “Is it true?” Clay blurted out, despite Mort trying to stop him, “that you control time?”

    Janice looked down at him, “in a way you could say that.”

    “So you can change it then?”

    “Change it?” she laughed, “History is a complex weave requiring a delicate touch. Every string is a person, every knot an event. Alterations are incredibly difficult, with severe consequences if done poorly… The damage could be irre-”

    RIIIP!

    Janice stared at the cloth, “Irreparable…” She immediately began resewing it as she continued, “It is anything but simple.”

    As the two stared at her, her eyes locked onto a piece of dangling string. Like a predator, she pounced on it.

    SNAP!

    From the other end of the cavern came a shriek, followed by hard thud.

    Mort and clay looked in horror at the string in Janice’s hand.

    “Don’t you just hate loose threads?” she sighed.

    1. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      Oh, I like the meditative quality of Janice’s explanation and the whole scene it paints. I’m particularly enchanted by the poetic and metaphoric resonance of terms related to sewing and weaving in both the description and the dialogue.

      I’m a bit torn (no pun intended… well, maybe some pun intended) about the life-centrism (and specially, somewhat human-centrism) of the loom. As it is described, the strings that make up for the Tapestry are people… but it seems, at least to my eyes, that lots of important events in any history have as their primary agents things that are quite different than people, and I wonder how those factor in. Chance, natural catastrophes, plagues… maybe other elements are weaved not as strings, but as different emerging properties or the whole functioning of the looms.

      Anyway, here I am musing on the inner workings of a fantastical device… so it seems like I can also add “very thought provoking and inspiring” to the list of qualities I’m seeing in the story. Great work. Thanks for sharing it.

  10. Aracnarquista Avatar
    Aracnarquista

    The Fiftieth Thread
    by Aracnarquista

    It is time to present the hands doing all this work – the whole eight of them.

    All this time, I’ve been working from the shadows, where it suits me best. You’d expect as much. I am an ambush predator. Perhaps, it would be more correct to call me a trap maker. I can be both. That’s just how we are.

    All this time, I’ve been weaving my stories. Each fiber spun carefully and threaded together in an alluring arrangement. One of these might have been particularly interesting to you.

    Do you hear it? Do you feel it? It is your presence in the web. This is music to me.

    After all, you are reading this one: my presentation.

    You probably know what is going to happen, right? You might have perceived the threads as soon as you stumbled upon them. When you are stuck to it, you notice the pattern. It is a work of care. It is a work of artistry. It is still a trap, and when it resonates to your breathing… you know you are the prey that it caught.

    And that’s how those stories go. When you see the weaver approaching… well, then you know your fate is sealed.

    Fate is such an interesting concept, is it not? I weave it thrice. Once, as material. I spun its fibers in concepts, ideas, emotions, events. Stories. Tangled lives, tangled problems, just the thing to catch you in. Then, those are interwoven among themselves. Maybe continuing on one another and giving coherence to the whole, maybe reinforcing themes. The trap gains form in its pattern. And as a trap it weaves the destiny of those that fall into it.

    A cruel device, perhaps. But can you deny its beauty, or the care applied in its construction?

    Be glad. Once digested, the proteins that make for your story will be rearranged, reformed and give rise to a new thread: new stories for the web.

    Stories are like life: a matter of predation and change, composition and dissolution that brings forth renewal through new arrangements.

    Long live your tale.

    1. Fog Wall Avatar
      Fog Wall

      This was beautifully elequent.

      I appreciate the interwoven dynamics of your prose in terms of the prompt and the direction you chose to take this was outstanding! Speaking directly to the reader without actually using dialogue. It made me think and rethink before rethinking and rereading to think some more.

      Thank you for the thought provoker. This is a wonderful example of what writers dwell on amd how complex and daunting a story can become for some.

      I particularly love the spider and its web equating the reader to be an insect, prepped for dinner. It’s like a villian scheming behind the protagonists scenes. Just around the corner, obscured but not gone.

      1. Aracnarquista Avatar
        Aracnarquista

        Thanks a lot for the comment, Fog Wall.

        I found the intersection between my handle, the week’s prompt and the fact that this was the fiftieth story in a row that I submitted way too fitting not to try to weave it all in one story… and well, even though not all spider web-making is in the interest of predation, it is the more fitting image. Specially when considering in the fact that what a writer tries to do is grip the attention of their possible audience… with that I had most of the idea for the story. Now, all that was missing was to write the thing.

        And this one was quite fun to write. It was good to once again retreat beneath the mask of the character I am as a writer, and finally present the mask itself.

        And I love an horror twist, so why not put the reader into the perspective of my prey?

        Also, I love to hear that it got you to “think and rethink before rethinking and rereading to think some more”. I had said in the past that the style I go for could be best described as “a story that you read once, and then you read again and see another story”, and it is great to see this reception.

        Thanks a lot!

    2. This is such a beautiful story. It genuinely leaves me speechless and just… silently contemplating what I read. It’s so rich that I feel like it goes far beyond simply fulfilling the prompt. It feels so much longer than it is, which is always the goal in stories like these, isn’t it? Consider me successfully caught lol.

      I absolutely loved the connection between being a spider weaving a web and a writer writing a story. As you so eloquently got across, that is what we want. We take stories and inspirations and our imagination to trap people into our own stories and worlds which continues the cycle. It makes something that can seem almost mundane so epic and scale.

      Thank you so much for writing this story. An altogether amazing take on the prompt. Well done.

      1. Aracnarquista Avatar
        Aracnarquista

        Thanks a lot, Marx. That was a beautiful way to describe what I was trying to do, and I just find it fascinating when one story can elicit such poetics in its comment. In a way, this is kind of like the manifestation of what you described, and I’m here for it!

        Writing this one was quite fun, to be honest. I really like this perspective and it all seemed very natural once the prompt for the week was revealed.

        And I love that the element of a certain hunger of the writer has come across well…

        Thanks again!

    3. This is a work of artistry, really. I enjoyed every second of being entangled in this trap. And isn’t that what a writer wishes for their reader? To ensnare them with their story but they like it?

      I also highly enjoyed the comparisons and metaphors, especially the one with us as the readers being trapped in the web is pure genius, since we share our stories via the biggest web in existence: the world wide web.

      Truly, I think this is your masterpiece. I already loved a lot of your stories, but this one really shows off what a great writer you are.

      Thank you so much for writing and sharing this!

      1. Aracnarquista Avatar
        Aracnarquista

        Wow, thanks a lot for the kind words, DaLeen!

        This was a fun one to write, and the idea was simply too gripping not to try it out. I loved embodying that particular voice and built that particular scenario… and I’m incredibly glad with those reviews.

        And… well, I have a thing for spiders and the whole idea of silk-production and weaving. I can see the effort and care in crafting stories in the same way – the stories are as varied and have as many function as spider silk. They support us, they allow us communication, they even process information for us. They are a way to travel, to assimilate concepts, for us to protect ourselves and to make sense of our surroundings. And maybe they are as much a part of us as our own arms and legs.

        So that was a blast to write – even though due to the word limit we chose to focus on the particular aspect of predation and the relation writer-story-reader / spider-web-prey.

        Thanks a lot for the feedback and the kind words!

  11. Fog Wall Avatar
    Fog Wall

    “A Bar Below”
    By: Foggy Wall

    The knot in my stomach and the subsequent nausea still lingered as I descended the stairs behind Koalle. This place made my nerves dance with anticipation though.

    We came to a stop before a reinforced black steel door that had a small black orb built into it. A peep hole? Probably a camera. Using the back of her steel hand, she knocked. “Hey, open up! I’m home!”

    I placed a hand on her shoulder, prompting her to cock her head and meet my eye.I tentatively asked a question I knew the answer to. “I can’t go back to being a bartender now, can I?

    A deep voice crossed the speaker before she could respond, “About damn time! Your shenanigans haven’t gone unnoticed.”

    She smiled, “Nope!”

    The door gave a few clicks and Koalle opened it, leading me inside. This place was an elaborate and elegant speakeasy and around the bar sat several people. All of which stared at us from across the room. Koalle looked back at me as if able to read my mind.”Don’t worry so much! They don’t bite.” Her strut sped up, “Usually.” She added with a quick spin and a wink.

    As we closed the gap, I could better see all of them and all of them appeared to be heavily modified. The first one to speak to us addressed Koalle. “So, how did the squirt do?”

    I wanted to take offense, but the person asking the question literally had the teeth of a bear… in a bear’s muzzle… attached to the hulking upper body of a bear.

    “Dude’s a bear…” I mumbled in bewilderment.

    “James did well. Mr. Sullit thought we made a cute couple. Once I had him out of his office, James was able to copy his data easy-peasy!”

    The bearman turned to the android behind the bar, “Got the data analyser handy?”

    “Of course!” It answered with a bubbly, light voice before turning away.

    Koalle took a seat, reclining with her elbows on the bar behind her. “Welcome to the crew!”

    1. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      So… very interesting. Incredibly atmospheric, and I love the imagery being weaved here (no pun intended… I guess). Though maybe it was little bit too atmospheric for its own right. Or maybe my expectations on some elements might have had a not so good influence on my reading of the story. Let me try to explain how it felt to me as a reader.

      This has, once again, a very different pacing and hook to the other two ones. But if the second story was frantic and presented the world through the chase, this one is a bit more of the kind of “there’s a whole world your are still not knowledgeable of, and it will be a hell of trip while you adapt” vibe going on here. And as out point-of-view character is still dumbfounded and confused by it all, this leaves us in a somewhat similar place.

      I am not exactly sure what is going on. In a way, that is great, for it makes me sympathizes with the point of view character even more and it baits my curiosity about this crew and their operations. But I was expecting some more answers from this one, and I think it cuts just after giving some hints and started explaining things. So the expectation is not fulfilled.

      Once again, this is not a problem of the story. On its own, it stands very well (and I am quite hooked to this world and these people). But kind of wanted more?

      Guess I’ll have to wait for next week!

      Thanks for sharing this one!

      1. Fog Wall Avatar
        Fog Wall

        It was a difficult prompt for me. I greatly appreciate the feedback! Hopefully I’ll be able to more properly explore everything amd everyone, bit by tiny bit.

    2. This is a really fun story. And I do think it’s massively helped by James being clueless about what’s going on. Puts the reader right in the same place.

      But I think my favorite part is that if you aren’t already familiar with the characters and the story, then the beginning comes across very normal. And then the door opens and then dude’s a bear lol. That’s a great way to show what modified really means, especially to someone not familiar with the world.

      Being thrown into the fantastical just for it to be brought back around to the grounded nature of everything at the end was a fun ride. Looking forward to seeing more of this world.

  12. Everybody Wants To Be My Enemy
    By Marx

    I smile as Matt appears before me, his face full of determination.

    “Hi, Matt.”

    He blinks as his eyes dart to me, widening in recognition. “Are you-?”

    “I have many names.” I chuckle. “But yes, I suppose Fate would be one of them.”

    “I knew it! They all said you were this unseen force that couldn’t be talked to or reasoned with.”

    “Or killed?” I ask with a knowing smirk.

    Matt’s eyes narrowed. “Can you be killed?”

    I awkwardly laugh in response. “So easily… Unfortunately, not by you.”

    “You sure about that?”

    I laugh again. “You’re here because I want you to be. And unlike Bob, I don’t have a death wish. So yes. I’m sure. In fact, I’m also sure that you’re the only one who will actually make it here.”

    Matt raises a skeptical eyebrow. “Only one?”

    “The only Matt.”

    “…there’s other versions of me?”

    “So many! There’s the you that causes a literal apocalypse. There’s the you that causes a magical apocalypse. There’s the you who looks for me and fails. There’s the you that fights Jonathan.”

    “Wait. Who’s Jonathan?”

    “He’s kind of like you but way more murdery. And he turns into a dragon. Not important. Hell, it might even be you who fights him. That depends on the other Fate.”

    Matt’s eyes bulge. “There’s… other Fates?”

    “So, so many. But you needn’t worry about them. Though, fun fact, because of that particular Fate, there’s a version of you that doesn’t even become the Horseman of Death at all.”

    “…what?”

    “See… he massively likes your parents and hates the idea that they die when you’re born so I’m forming a world where that doesn’t happen.”

    Matt glares and tries to unleash his wings.

    I don’t let him.

    “If it’s that easy for you then why can’t-?!”

    “Sorry bro. That’s not your story. We all have our parts to play. This is yours. And unfortunately, we’re out of time.”

    “The hell we are!” Matt growls and charges at me only to vanish.

    I smirk as I look at the empty spot and get back to writing.

    1. Fog Wall Avatar
      Fog Wall

      This… left me befuddled. It feels like it’s supposed to be carrying a some what serious yet comical tone, and I do find it fun that the Fate here is weaving the worlds stories by literally rewriting Matt from existance by the end.

      It’s a bit goofy that Matt is the horseman of death. It made me think of Gregg, the Reaper. I also enjoy the relaxed and casual speech the Fate has here. “Sorry Bro,” lol!

      Other than it feeling like some pf the detaol around the conversation took a hit from limitations of word count, I do like the way you took the prompt as Fate weaving the fates of other godlike beings because it’s thematically accurate.

      1. Lol one of the ongoing jokes of my world is that epic super overpowered beings have hilariously normal sounding names.

        And I’m glad you liked the personifications of everyone. The meta nature of the story kind of shaped the serious yet comical tone because it’s just tricky to make anything meta completely serious. Or at least I feel like that when it comes to my writing. Breaking the fourth wall is inherently humorous.

        Thank you so much for the review! I’m glad you liked it!

    2. Aracnarquista Avatar
      Aracnarquista

      It takes a kind of perspective to inject meta in something you are building up through time. I can safely divide my stories between those where meta elements are apparent (and where the meta element, usually, is the thing that sticks out) and those where there is basically no meta element in the world… and here you just insert a HUGE meta element in your on going series… and not just a meta element of your universe, but a meta elements that connects those fictions with others through the idea that the writers of each universes are their respective Fates.

      This is very interesting, and also, quite curious. Not only do the Fates are all powerful in the universes of their own creation, but even though Matt has no way of knowing that… they are just people, sharing their stories with each other, and living some relatively normal lives in other contexts.

      And the stories of different universe can bleed into each other, after all, even Fates can be inspired by good and interesting stories.

      That was a really interesting take on the prompt. I’m not sure yet, seem this is the first one I read (besides mine), but I’m thinking we will see a lot of meta ones this week. This might be interesting.

      Thanks for sharing!

      1. Thank you so much! Weirdly, the idea came when I was discussing the true villain of the story. Matt spends most of the time trying to prevent an apocalypse that he’s fated to cause. As such, Fate is his enemy. But there is no “Fate” in the sense of a being that encapsulates it. So that makes me technically the villain.

        And playing around with that idea does allow me to be weirdly meta and yet still somehow remain canon. And the fact that it does tie into other stories I’m not even writing is just cherry on the top.

        And I think my favorite line of this is where Fate admits that he can be easily killed, just not by his creations. It was such a cool way of having fun with the idea that we have full control over the stories we tell and the beings in them but not so much anything else lol.

        Looking forward to seeing how many others went the meta route as well!

    3. This was a delight. Very fun. Very cheeky.

      Ironically, the part that sticks out is his him asking who Jonathan is. I love it on a personal level, but it seems an odd thing for him to ask about here.

      I do love the idea of each author being Fate to all the worlds they write about. And the idea of there being different versions of characters. I really do feel for Matt on the “I’m making a version where your parents don’t die because [the other gods] really like them.”
      “Then why can’t you just-”
      “Cause that’s not YOUR story.”
      part.

      That’s the ultimate “That’s rough buddy” moment.

      1. Lol! I’m glad you liked it so much.

        As for Matt asking who Jonathan is, it’s more that Fate made a point of name dropping Jonathan in the first place, so Matt would be curious who that is, especially if there’s a chance he’d be fighting him.

        And yeah, “That’s rough, buddy.” does pretty accurately describe it. But then again, we don’t know how things will end up for this Matt. It could be worse, or it could be better. Only Fate knows lol.

        1. Ya know what? That’s…actually a good point. I just thought he’d have more important things to talk to yo- Fate about.

          1. Lol to be fair, Matt didn’t know about the 350 word limit. I guarantee he would have chosen his words and actions better if he had.

    4. It’s Imagine Dragons this week, huh? But also a very nice song. xD

      Also, I really love this story, and the idea that each and every one of us is a Fate for our creations – and that you even included another one of our group by mentioning Jonathan.

      And another also; by writing this, didn’t you create a version of you for which you yourself are Fate?

      This is very meta. And I enjoyed this little touch of time running out, since you reached the word limit. Amazingly fun story, really. Thank you so much for writing and sharing it!

      1. Lol thank you so much! I finally got around to watching Arcane and that song has been stuck in my head ever since. And it worked pretty well for the story.

        And yeah, between the idea of the Fates and Jonathan’s inclusion, this was such a fun meta take on the prompt that I couldn’t help myself. Though you are correct, technically I created a me that is Fate. Even if this could technically be taking place in my head, by writing the story, I created a version of Fate lol.

        So glad you enjoyed it!

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