The Prophecy

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A call of change will echo throughout the wronged, judged, and harmed.

When the Angel steps up for a bubble of innocence, those unwilling will become compliant.

A friend of the two, an angel of their own kind, will redeem what is lost with those of the same sign.

A crescent moon shall fall upon their eyes, lighting up the darkest streets.

Wings of freedom and justice carrying them off their feet.

An angel must fall from a rabbit's thirst, explosive power lost to the hunger of grief.

A diamond in the rough must step up to protect what they love, but will lose what they once held close.

A prison and chains holding back those with ruby eyes, forcing them apart yet together at the same time.

And once those who were torn mend their broken minds, the form of redemption shall be signed.

~The Last of the True Watchers

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