"When they ask you, “What is a

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“

When they ask you,
“What is a prophecy?”
tell them the truth.

Tell them,
It’s screaming into the night
when you know no one will hear you,
when you know they wouldn’t help
even if they did.
Tell them,
It is blood blood blood
   dripping from the end of a sword;
    from rocks, smashed into heads;
    from hands, curled into fists;
    from your own mouth.

Tell them,
It’s the still moment
  When the whole world holds its breath,
just before the sun rises.
Tell them it is fresh fruit in winter.

Tell them it’s your own wrists,
bruised from hands
which have not yet dared to touch you.

When they don’t believe you, remember
not everyone can possess the future.
Most only have enough strength
to die screaming once.

”

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The Prophet, Cassandra (via katherinenzrr)

sparklecryptid  …this is Phoebus, isn’t it. 
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