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All the beings of Greece, and however far it stretched, knew that the gods had no mortal children. The only ones that survived were those who became divine immediately, having ascended or taken upon a domain of their own. And there were no others.
But she saw the pain that the gods held, and so, she wanted to gift them something. So she searched, and searched, she did. She came across a world where their children were unguarded, and oh, there were just four perfect little ones that the gods would adore.
They were hurting, and their minds were nearly shattered. And they were so young and so tiny. They would be loved so much.
She thought to herself that their gods wouldn’t notice if she took just these four. She placed her hand on their bodies, and slowly, she unraveled their threads from this world, unraveling them away from where they rooted deep to each other. She placed her hand over them, covering their eyes as they slumbered, placing them in a basket of yarn, where they faded into it, disappearing from their world.
She did wish she could take all of them. Really. All of the little ones within that camp were filled with so, so many precious and abandoned children. But her time was limited. And so she could only take these. For now.
She didn’t notice how their threads were different. She didn’t seem to notice the hint of some otherworldly power threaded so tightly into their threads. But no matter, it wouldn’t affect the new lives of these children of the gods.