The Greeks believed that the Fates, or the Moirae, were three sisters that spun and controlled the thread of life. They created the thread, decided its length, and when to cut it. This piece is a single black handspun line circling and circling to suggest a looming dark figure. This lifeline holds each moment of a life with all its bumps and tangles. I have been raised to live up to the expectations of my family and myself. These expectations are set by societal rules, the church and family traditions. Grow up to be a respected and respectful adult, pray, get married, work, have babies, be happy and die. Well, what if the expectations I set for myself do not fit the mold of my family or society? If a woman doesn’t get married or have children, is she a spinster doomed to die alone in her bitterness? This is the stigma of a spinster, but the powerful Fates were spinsters themselves, yet they were believed to be controllers of life. I have a fear of death, because the tools of spirituality that I was taught in the Catholic religion do not fit into the life I believe in and choose to live. I feel unprepared and filled with questions of the unknown. This piece represents that fear, the control of death over a life because death is the one thing I know for sure will happen to me and to us all. This dark looming burden of dying alone can be the fear that drives one to marry and have children, in order to not be alone, and to perpetuate our families. Of course, to have a family can be to have happiness while one is alive, and of course, we can still find happiness when we don’t meet society’s and our family’s expectations. But this fear of the end, of when that thread will be cut is a driving force in how to act in the present.