Plain Jane never shone so brightly as when she held a pair of knitting needles in her long slender hands.

Her aunt had taught her the craft, hoping to initiate her into the family business, but eons later Jane still only filled in when the older woman was forced to take a few days off. Jane couldn't blame her. Holding that much power in your hands was intoxicating. No wonder she never wanted to retire.

Still, progress and time marched on, the strong became weaker, and the elderly were superceded by their more youthful contemporaries. When Jane suggested destinies be knitted with yarn - not only determining the course of human events throughout history but also creating fashionable accessories for Olympians and Titans alike - Lachesis' s own fate was sealed. She was promptly replaced by her neice.

Now Jane could shine for all time - or at least a few more eons.