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[Prophecy] The North, Reclaimed


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[!] This is a prophetic vision accessible to seers, naztherak, farseer shamans, vivification clairvoyants, and mystics with hexing per Prophecy lore.

 

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Whispers rode the gales of the North, a prelude to the tempest's song. Eyes closed, the dreamer stood amidst the genesis of a storm, the world around them a canvas of white, each snowflake a harbinger of a foreseen cataclysm.

 

Hark.

 

The wind's howl crescendoed, a dissonant choir against the silence of the falling snow, carried amidst these winds, disturbing, guttural chanting. Snowflakes spun into a frenzied dance, transforming into shards of ice, heralding the beginning of a ruthless hail.

 

Hark.

 

Beneath the dreamer's feet, the snow, once soft and yielding, became a treacherous mirror of ice, reflecting a sky burdened with omens. The air, charged with the scent of upheaval, was alive with whispers of an old chant - a language not spoken by the living, a message not meant for the uninitiated.

 

Hark.

 

Chaos unfurled its wings, each beat a thunderous drum, a call to the elements. The dreamer, a lone sentinel, bore witness as the world surrendered to entropy's embrace. Around them, an orchestra of nature played the symphony of the end: the cracking of trees, the roar of winds, the relentless assault of hail upon the earth.

 

Hark, the prophecy unveils.

 

Through the veil of white and tumult, a vision: a land not yet touched by the sun's warmth, a throne of ice awaiting its sovereign. The dreamer's breath became a mist, each exhalation a solemn vow of silence, for to speak of the vision was to invite the storm into one's soul.

 

Awaken.

 

And as quickly as the chaos came, it receded into the realm of slumber. The dreamer's eyes opened, not to the serenity of their own world, but to the chilling certainty that the prophecy was not a mere figment of sleep - it was a premonition of what was to come, a future written in the frost, a destiny whispered by the northern winds. The storm throughout the frozen lands was coming, and with it, a reckoning.

 

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In the far north atop a mountain of snow and frost stood a bearded witch holding a bloodied frozen mace. Slowly a grin formed across her face as she started hysterically laughing as winter is coming. 

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A toddler languishing within the keep of the Duke Ruthern did further wail at yet another vision, seemingly unable to find much rest these last few saint's hours. Woe unto all who also resided there, it seemed the late heiress' final child was truly plagued by great sorrow.

 

And yet, her infantile mind seemed to quicken with intrigue. She slowly found these nightmarish dreams...entertaining.

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A Wanderer was pushed to breaking..

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A babe within Valdev, having finally found some semblance of rest after the previous prophecy only hours earlier, awoke once more with a wail. She peered out into the darkness, clutching at nothing as her small form shivered.

 

The young girl, just under two didn't understand these dreams, these prophecies. She knew nothing, in truth, save for that feeling of fright as she cried and cried. Would her mother tend to her or sleep through her wails still? Woefully unaware of the perils of her cursed child who wailed into the night.

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The so proclaimed daughter of warmth shuddered, her eyes opening once more.

 

So many visions. . . So many rumors. What did the future bring?

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