032 prophecies

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe's voice is soft, distant as she speaks. It's almost as if she's speaking through the haze of a dream]

Visitors from distant land
welcomed with open hand
Dormant cabins live again
God's doors open for mortal kin
Fire extinguished. Harpies cry
Tread softly as the ravens fly

[Her eyes open and she takes a slow breath, lifting her gaze to the roof of the cavern. She smiles slightly, quietly awaiting the responses to the newest prophecy.]

Comments

[kungfuwitch]

Have you ever heard the saying "you catch more flies with honey?"

[not_like_the_rest]

I only do that when my life is on the line.

[kungfuwitch]

Is that really the case often enough to make that determination?

[not_like_the_rest]

So far.

[kungfuwitch]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[not_like_the_rest]

I'm alive, that's all that matters.

[kungfuwitch]

I don't know about that. There are a lot more things that matter out there. [definitely speaking from experience]

[not_like_the_rest]

To each their own. Have fun with your magic.