"<em>Riiiiiiiight</em>," Skuld says, sounding like the slightly confused junior high schoolgirl she resembles.  "You've never heard of my older half-sister, Urd, self-appointed goddess of love and patroness of romantic disasters?  And I'm just Skuld, Provisional Goddess of the Future, Second Class, Limited.  Silly demotions.  It isn't like I meant to interrupt that silly cocktail party at just the wrong moment."<br/><br/>She turns back to the typewriter, mumbling about how she'd rather be working on YggdrasilOS Vista...