Day turned to evening and evening turned to night as we sailed on. The cool crisp air was hitting my face and as we continued we eventually got back into Venice. For some reason it took longer than it did. It didn't really bother me but then again what does now a day. As we entered the city there were lights all around and people were laughing and playing all around. I've forgotten that Carnevale is here and that people are celebrating. But I knew that we couldn't do anything for it. There's too much at risk going on right now. So we both ignored everything and everyone and then headed back to the house. Once home Giovanni had me go straight to the table, had me pull out my Deamon translation sheet and then got to work on it. It was so confusing but I knew that i had to do it. So I got to work on it. I wanted to be careful with it because it looked old and tattered. I carefully unrolled it and looked at the writing. It read, in the deamon language:
"Sa swefn odd qedd xy dazs
Ofk o paffypseaf qedd xy toky
O paffypseaf swos qedd zholn o lyjadiseaf!
Odd qedd xy dazsofk kolnfyzz qedd lidy
O xossdy qedd yfziy swy Yolsw
O xossdy xysqyyf swy xdopn yuyk afyz ofk swy ferws-qodnylz
Of ythely qedd lezy oz peseyz bodd
Ofk swy afy sliy lidyl qedd lidy swyt odd"
it took me most of the night to translate the parchment and once I was done I was more shocked than I was confused and believe me I was confused. It read:
"To think all will be lost
And a connection will be made
A connection that will spark a revolution!
All will be lost and darkness will rule
A battle will ensue the Earth
A battle between the black eyed ones and the night-walkers
An empire will rise as cities fall
And the one true ruler will rule them all"
I don't know what to make of this. But one things for sure is that something bad is coming one day. I just don't know when that day is.
