The Prophecies
Prophecy 1:
Bathed in yellow light
A boy of value is born
He who burns air and energy
And in his growth,
Destruction is undeniable
Kissed by the Goddess of Fire
He shall destroy fae,
Till he truly loves the
Other half of his soul
Prophecy 2:
Born as the Irid stars rise
And gold rims the horizon
A girl whose frost is as strong as iron
And in her hands,
Annihilation is promised
Blessed by the Mistress of Frost
She shall destroy fae,
Till she truly loves the
Other half of her soul
Side note: Every soul has another half born of the same star.
Seer: l’Oracle de Clarté
P.no: Prophecy 1111, from the Blühen Era, mid-century.
