Ok, ok.
Before you get out the flaming torches and pitchforks, my hands are up in supplication. I know it's been, what, nine months? since my last update and I'm not even giving you the next instalment of "The Psi Gene" but please forgive me. Work has dominated my life for most of that time and the rest was spent sleeping.
I have written chapters 19 and 20 of "The Psi Gene" but I want to edit them some more before I publish them.
In the mean time, enjoy this new story. I'm going to post the first three chapters and then it will be updated weekly. Hopefully this will delay the lynch mob for a few weeks. ;)
Blanket disclaimer for the fic since I will invariably forget to do it in every chapter: I don't own PoT.
Everything has an inspiration. That one thing that triggers an action; the impulse, the spark. The cause of this inspiration can be termed a muse. A muse is an embodiment of inspiration. It can be a person, an object or a belief, but it is the source of inspiration.
Muses inspire creation.
In Greek mythology there are nine.
The eldest, Calliope, muse of epic poetry.
The second, Clio, muse of history.
The third, Erato, muse of lyrical poetry.
The fourth, Euterpe, muse of music and elegiac poetry.
The fifth, Melpomene, muse of tragedy.
The sixth, Polyhymnia, muse of hymns, speech and geometry.
The seventh, Terpsichore, muse of dance.
The eighth, Thalia, muse of comedy.
The youngest, Urania, muse of the stars and future.
Nine muses.
Nine Seigaku members.
Coincidence? I think not.
Next chapter: Calliope's Epic
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