The lightness of the footsteps belies the strength and athletic frame making them. Her strides are graceful and long, but purposeful. With each step, her mood becomes increasingly reflective. She has made this annual trek for nearly five years. It is time which brings her to this point, but time is immaterial to the beings she seeks.
"Lo my sisters, we are graced with a visitor".
"Yes my sister, I too hear them".
"Female steps approach".
A figure slowly walks from beyond the shadows.
"Welcome daughter of Hippolyta, protector of Themyscira".
"Why seek ye again an audience with the Fates?"