Corseted tight she slipped her armor on, the sun rising higher in the dawn.
Hurriedly she searched her chest, for a tie to tame her hair, a wild blue mess.
It was then that time stood still and shook her core, they fluttered unto floor.
Like two lovers they were still attached, with each other still enrapt.
Mocking her with silent gaze, tattered edges with words upraised..
These letters from so long ago, laying neatly in a row.
She kneeled to floor to unwrap the next and shuddered as she read his text..
An Icy chill moved thru the room the wind seemed to speak its merciless gloom:
The prison of her mind..
Echoes unto her,
Love's warm whispers lost..
Walls on every side...
Duty weighs out
To win the day..
The sands of time
Steal thy dreams
Loveless and cold shall the Oracle ever be...
For she is accursed..
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May destiny guide you...