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As Greek mythology will have it, even the all-powerful Zeus (Jupiter for the Romans) was awed by the Fates, daughters of Nyx (The Night) and goddesses of destiny.
The Fates lived in a lake, in a cave up in the sky. Their name in Greek –Moires- means “ parts ” and their number –three- corresponded to the three parts of Selene, the Moon.
The Fates were weavers, though only the first of the three was named for her art: Clotho, the Spinner, who spinned the thread of life. The second was called Lachesis, the Alloter, and she determined the length of the thread of life. And the third one was called Atropos, the Inevitable or Inflexible, who cut the thread of life.
The Fates weaved the days of human existence and set the inevitable day of death. How long people lived depended on them, not even Zeus could change their decision. At the most, he could ride his golden charriot, preferably at noon, and calculate the exact moment of the demise when two opponents fought each other in battle, for instance.
The Three Fates had several brothers and sisters, all children of The Night: The first-born was Death. Then came Hypnos (Sleep) and the numerous Dreams; Momos (the god of censure and ridicule) and Oizys (the god of mourning and lamentations). Also the Hesperides, nymphs who guarded the golden apples beyond the Ocean; Nemesis, the goddess of divine retribution; Apate (the deceiver), Filotis (the goddess of love and friendship), Geras (old age) and Eris, the famous goddess of discord, known as Discordia among the Romans.
So why all this chattering about The Fates?
A long time ago, could be a couple of years, I made a fractal trilogy dedicated to them. Eventually, the files were stored in a CD and I forgot all about them (probably a victim of Lethe, the mythological Forgetfulness). Now with my new computer I’m going over my older works and re-discovered my dark goddesses. Inevitably dark, being daughters of The Night, I also thought they look alluring, ambiguous and a tad terrible. Very appropriate, don’t you think?
I’ll post all three of them and I hope you enjoy the fascination of their darkness.

Talking about darkness and its allure, I thought I'd feature here the obscure and sensual work of KatjaFaith . If you walk through her gallery you will find yourselves entering a dimly lit corridor of blurry profiles, fleshy red flowers and lurking shadows. Hazy highlights don't quite reveal the secrets hushing in the dark. Female secrets, of course. The most dangerous of all.