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

[shrugs_a_lot]

Sounds like quite the business... I'll keep it in mind. [OF course he doubts he'll ever ask her about that kind of stuff.]