AN. So my last story in Greek mythology went over quite well I'd like to think. So I don't always like to put names in my stories and often times only end up using pronouns. This is one of them. I'd like to give my readers a chance to guess which Goddess this is based around, and I'll pm you back if it's correct or not. And this is friggin short too.

Anyways, please enjoy and remember, these beautiful works of creation are not mine (*the characters, the plot is rather mine*)

For K, my darling.


"Darling, the book you're looking for is titled with a 'T', so I do believe that it would be under that letter, not an 'R'."

"Thank you."

"Of course." She returns to her place, her task accomplished.

Only one task, only one day, but is there a tomorrow, without a yesterday? With the clicking of needles, and the cross stiches she will make, which is the scene, that she will make?

"Sweetie, if you're looking for the next book in that series, it would be in the fantasy section. I'm afraid you're in the sci fi section as of now."

"Oh right, thanks."

"Any time." Because at any time, and every time, she will be there, it is inevitable.

Time is time, ruled by a father, a grandfather, a coward. And this time is hers, she is not it's ruler, but to its call she will answer, and as the battles begin, the plans she will make become… simple.

"Dear mr. William, how good to see you. I assume you're here for the new Christie reprint?"

"You always know."

He chuckles as he walks away.

"Yes," she whispered softly.

"I always do."

She's gone and only the faint scent of olives was in her place.


AN: please leave your thoughts and guesses by pressing that comment button below!