“You lack empathy as ever, Carter.”

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“You would be tired too if you had to deal with dread survivals of things older and more potent than the stars.”

“No, thank you. I am passing through, there is much work to be done.”

She placed the helm over her head and once more Fate took over. Her voice, deeper than before, replied, “No.” She turned and stepped through a portal that vanished as swiftly as it had appeared.

Fate was worried about his old colleague.

Doctor Fate Carter knew Fate was gone. He still turned around, looked into the now empty corner, the shadows. How many years had he known the host? He even remembered Nabu back from his first life. Why were things always so difficult between them? x.com/PieterCross/st…

Raises a glass in honour, memory of 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒈𝒆 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉 on what would have been his birthday. #JSA

"He was the best of us." #JSA

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Fate stood within the doorway of the small cabin. It was a small one-story house. Two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a large parlor. Long since they had seen any use, and whilst webs clung upon every surface, everything in the cabin was orderly.