The Prophecy

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"Spara."

I opened the door.

"Heir." Spara said, "I will teach you."

I scoffed, "I don't need any teaching, mortal. I am Twilight Shadowend, heir to the throne."

"Then how may I serve you, heir?"

"I need a prophecy made." I stated.

"I only see prophecies. Only if all the sisters agree, may there be a prophecy made. That has only been done once in two millennia."

"Well now you have me. The most powerful sorceresses in all the land."

Spara looked skeptical. She was the Sister of Space. I guess I should listen... Nah.

"I have mastered the element of darkness. I can replace her. Get the Minerva and Pearl."

"Sisters!!!" Spara yelled, then two different colored poofs transported the sisters here.

"Spara." Pearl said, "What have I told you about sending for us? We're busy,  busy people."

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