Cildwen's Collision

Prologue- Prophecy

AN- Written by A from Deathskittens, we will be switching off writers for each chapter. (Prophecy co-written by T with input from J and S, because this book has enough writers to be a democracy.)

When Cildwen's world draws near,

And those once called sacred cower in fear,

A hero's death will form the cradle,

From whence a shadow will appear.

Nature's army will take wing,

To battle the mist from whence shadows spring.

By Maren's end, a fate will turn.

Black or white,

A sacred choice from which there is no return,

Dark or light,

An ancient fight dooming both worlds to burn.

Two children of Cildwen,

foreigners beset with a madman's task.

A son of the ninth lord,

hidden behind a shadowy mask.

A daughter of Maren,

carrying a sacred mark.

A child of evil,

longing to belong in the dark.

They shall make two worlds blaze.

Badrare scrawled the last word on the fresh, crisp parchment.

There. That was it, wasn't it?

Done and over with. She didn't want to be around when this one came about anyway, did she?

There was still the feeling that she hadn't properly understood the vision. She was getting old after all. But that was what had been shown to her, and she was certain that that was for a reason. So, she did her duty and wrote down the final prophecy that she would ever make. There was nothing else that she could add. It was up to the others now. She prayed that they had the strength and the understanding to save themselves.

Badrare laid down the pen, resting her yellowed claw over it. It was time to go now. They would find her soon.

The dying old dragon allowed herself a tiny chuckle at the thought of the poor hatchling that brought her meals flapping in hurriedly to get away from the scary old prophet as soon as possible, only to discover her dead in her nest and a prophecy of indescribable doom lying on the table.

No, she scolded herself. That wasn't funny.

She took a deep, long breath and laid herself down in her nest, waiting for whatever happened next.