The Unblinded Prophet

I Am Awaiting Discovery

The Prophet sits within a plain room. There is only a bed, a single window, and a small table. The Prophet sits before the table, typing furiously at a laptop. Outside it's snowing steadily. Every so often the Prophet will stop to admire the beauty of winter before typing out a few more lines of text. They just had a vision about thirty minutes prior and were carefully recording what had unfolded.

These days their memory was getting a tad bit shoddy, probably from all the mental strain these frequent visions gave them, so they decided it would be smartest to start recording visions directly after they occurred. But the method they were using to record them was, well, questionable. Many believed the Prophet's main focus was secrecy and the withholding of information, but actually the Prophet wished they could be more vocal regarding their visions.

The main reason they were as elusive as they were was because if any person were to know their identity their life would be put at risk. Imagine having a 90% accurate oracle at your disposal. You would be able to do almost anything. No one person should have that sort of power. And yet...the Prophet did.

The Prophet hesitated before hitting 'Publish'. They were uploading their recounts of their visions to a very public story sharing site. Many people would think nothing of this mess of perspectives and troubles and maybe read it for amusement or ignore the thing entirely. But those who were apart of the web, those who the Prophet would someday see in their mind's eye, would know. They would know that this was not just random.

That reminded them, they had another website to investigate. They had briefly caught the URL in a much earlier vision and it seemed pretty important.

The website that came up looked very modern, yet a little playful. It seemed fairly active, with a multitude of contributors and a few people even online in a chatroom that was connected to the site. Dutifully, the Prophet created an account and named themselves the most obvious thing possible: "The Unblinded Prophet". They then uploaded their signature ambiguous (Alright it wasn't ambiguous but it is quite misleading) profile picture and attempted to fill out their profile. All the questions and prompts seemed a bit too personal, save for one.

I am...

The Prophet finished the sentence with a small smile.

I am awaiting discovery.