The Oracle is brought forth before the King of Coai' Orod. He asks her to use the forseeing ability, in which the Gods had blessed her with, to tell him of the future. Laid before her was a map of the world and a bag of runes. The young beauty shook the bag of runes then spilled them onto the map. She looked upon the runes which all laid upside down except one. This single rune covered the spot in which the palace sits in Coai' Orod. Her hand stretched out and touched it. She is thrown back upon the stone floor and her body began to furiously shake. As suddenly as it started it stopped and the Oracle laid still. She stared blankly at the ceiling and began to speak in an ancient tongue that an old priest interprets.
The Oracle awoke from her daze and was escorted out by the priest. The King was remorsed by her words. For he knew well that prophecies can never be altered once they have been spoken. But the prospect of good triumphing over evil did raise his spirits some. So 'The Prophecy' was passed down from generation to generation but with each age pieces of the tale faded away and soon became myth. Myth became Legend. Legend became Fiction. Fiction became a bed time story told to children. Until finally the entire tale was lost save one line. "The triumph of the Light shall come... When the Blue Dragon returns carrying The Golden Rose."  |
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