Endless Courting - Tumblr Posts

Endless Courting

“What have you done?!” The Stranger demands as he spins around, usually blue eyes going pitch-black and seeming to pierce right through Hob’s flesh and straight into his soul. “I… I don’t… what?” Hob has no idea what he’s even talking about?! The last thing he, the very last thing either of them expects is when from one moment to the next, everything changes. The rain seems to have stopped falling, their surroundings go unexpectedly blurry. It’s like… almost like the world around them disappears (or maybe they’re the ones who disappeared from the world). Hob opens his mouth to ask what the hell’s going on exactly… when he notices something else: they’re not alone anymore. There’s a woman to one side of them… or are they three? It’s so confusing! “What… what’s going on?” Hob asks, blinking repeatedly, trying and failing to comprehend what’s going on (a part of him wondering if he’s dreaming, or perhaps hallucinating). “Hob Gadling,” The Stranger pronounces formally. “These are the Fates, the Three-Who-Are-One, the One-Who-Is-Three. The Hecate.” The Stranger bows his head at them as he introduces them, which prompts Hob to imitate him. “My ladies,” he murmurs as respectfully as he can (because what else can he possibly do?). “Morpheus, it’s been a while.” One of the ladies (Hob cannot pinpoint which one, exactly) says. “You look… agitated love.” Another of the ladies points out. “Well, that’s why we’re here, isn’t it?” Another adds, almost immediately after. Hob can barely keep up. He wonders if his Stranger… if Morpheus feels the same way, or maybe it’s Hob’s own humanity that makes him feel that way. “What…?” Morpheus begins. “Oh no dearie,” The Fates seemed to take turns speaking throughout the sentence. “This time… we shall be the ones to ask the questions.”