A/N: Alright, this is the "prologue" of sorts for what, in the end, will be a nine part story (not including this). This story is about the Muses, and what the ancient people would be like in modern times. The beginning is told from Clio's perspective, and it is she that tells all the stories. I'm about one-third of the way through the first short story, which is Terpsichore's. If all goes well, it may be up in a week.
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The tales of my sisters and I are well known. What isn't so well known is that we relive our lives over and over and over again, and never know that we do. It takes us until far too late in our lives to realize how profoundly we affect the world. As the Muse of history, it is my job to record all happenings in the past and present, and spread my knowledge. Here are the stories of my eight sisters and I, in our most recent lives.
