"Fine," said Acacia, "I'll ask for his help. But when we end up in jail or dead, you know who to blame."
Ryder chuckled and pushed her forward where the man still sat. "Come forward dear, Acacia. This prophecy has been coming for many years and it is an honour to be the Curator."
Acacia looked back but Ryder shrugged his shoulders. "Sir, what is a curator?"
"Of course," the man mused, "you are from the city. Things are different now than they were back then. Most words of old have descended into myths. I am the Curator of Prophecies. I make sure they run smoothly and according to fate. Let me see dear, what is the prophecy again? It's been too long."
Acacia nodded her head, "sir Curator the prophecy goes,
The new will fall for it's deadly fate. The old will rise and begin again with open gates.
Society cries with hatred-filled voids. Eyes covered by the hands of half-wits
Pretending they do not want to know what is ahead."
Not finished but I really needed to get a chapter out to you guys. I feel so bad! It's been too long!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Prophesied
Science FictionAcacia Blue had a completely normal life with normal friends and normal family members. She was getting ready to take the Test that determined where and how she would live as an adult until a chilling prophecy gripped her with an iron fist. Acacia w...
