Everly
My heart beats wildly as I stroll through the large cavern. Glancing around, I try to make sense of where I am. I know I’m at the seal in Christ’s tomb when I see torches and the seal on the ground.
“Everly Adams, Horseman of Death and Archangel of Heaven, I have been expecting you,” a childish female voice resounds behind me, startling me from my thoughts.
Turning back from the seal, I face the voice and see a young girl with long dark hair, blue eyes, and skin the color of rich chocolate.
My brow furrows with confusion, “Hello…um….” I search around her and see that she’s alone, “Are you lost?” I ask.
The little girl moves closer, making all of the hair on my body stand on end.
“I am Clotho the Moirai, the Weaver of Fate, Everly Adams, Horseman of Death, and Archangel of He
