Did you open this score of your own free will, or were you predestined to do so? For millennia, cultures across the world have found comfort against the vertigo of free will by invoking deities moving in the shadows to shape our existence. Whatever the era, whatever the place, the allegory remains identical: from the Norns of Norse mythology to the Fates of Roman mythology, from Asian legends to the totem spiders of remote tribes and the Moirai of Greek mythology, all these civilizations independently embraced the image of Weavers whose threads connect us to one another and determine the events that punctuate our lives.
The piece for string quartet and harp you hold in your hands is an invitation to enter for the first time the Cave of the Moirai and observe from the darkness these three withered sisters weaving, unwinding, and cutting the long threads of human existence. A lyrical, dark, and unsettling work where the strings of the harp, violins, viola, and cello vibrate like so many threads stretched to the crooked fingers of these three creatures—threads at the end of which we, disjointed humans, struggle against Fate like flies trapped in a spider's web.
