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“The dark approaches. Fire will consume and
restore, happiness and pain must be experienced collectively. Death
for three will be the end.”
    I opened my eyes and looked up at Margenta.
Her eyes were opened wide, but only the whites were showing. A
prophecy. Margenta was using her power of prophecy on me. “Who are
the three?” I asked softly so as not to awaken her from her
trance.
    “Starlight, twice stars and moons. Those are
the three.”
    “When?”
    No response.
    “Can the path be altered?”
    “Fate can always be changed. Decisions must
be made. But the death is unchangeable. Death requires the lives
and Death will not be denied.”
    “Can another life be traded?”
    “Death will not be denied the three. A
decision will be made, but not by thee.”
    Margenta’s eyes closed and then she gasped
in a huge lungful of breath and dropped to her knees beside me.
“What happened?” she asked.
    “Prophecy,” I whispered.
    Her eyes widened in shock and she looked at
me in horror. “No, oh no. Chandra I am sorry.”
    I smiled and patted her hand reassuringly.
“Your Sight is a gift and I thank you for using it on me. You
should take a lavender bath to calm yourself.”
    She nodded her head and walked on wobbly
legs out of the rose garden.
    “I need to relay this to the ones who sent
me,” Theseus said.
    I nodded my head and stood up, brushing my
backside off. “I need to seek Selene’s advice as well.”
    “Are you alright?” he asked, concern evident
in his voice and eyes.
    I smiled and nodded my head. “Yes, I have
heard many doom prophecies since coming here. I expected one day to
hear my own.”
    He didn’t seem convinced, but he left. I
sagged to the ground and held my head in my hands. Why me? Why now?
What the hell did it mean?
    “Are you alright, Sister?”
    I looked up and took Selene’s extended hand.
“No.”
    “Margenta came to me very distressed. Would
you care to enlighten me as to what has happened?”
    I exhaled and asked, “Could we go to your
office first?”
    Selene smiled and put her arm around my
shoulders. “Of course. And when we get there I will brew you some
relaxing tea.”
    “A shot of whiskey might be better.”
    Selene laughed and my despair lightened
slightly. She could always lift my mood. Of course since she said I
was surrounded by despair and darkness, that wasn’t a difficult
task. We walked into the main building and to her office in the
east wing on the first floor. I sat down and watched Selene boil
water and add leaves. She waved her hand and a pen and a piece of
paper appeared in front of me. “Write down the prophecy and any
answers she gave you to questions you asked.”
    I did as she asked and then flipped the
paper around so that she could read it when she sat down. She set a
cup of steaming tea on the desk in front of me and then sat down in
her chair. I sipped my tea and looked around the room. The walls
were painted black and aside from the desk and three chairs, only a
small overhead light adorned the room. It was the perfect room for
a witch to perform spells and meditate in privacy.
    Selene’s cup shattered as it fell to the
floor, making me jump up out of my chair.
    “Selene?!”
    She bent down and started picking up the
broken pieces. “I’m alright, Chandra. I’m sorry I startled you.”
Our eyes met and she swallowed nervously. “Her prophecies have
never been wrong.”
    I plopped down in the chair and sighed. “I
know.” I could smell Selene’s fear and it made me worry. I’d never
known the witch to be afraid. “Selene, why are you so frightened?”
I asked.
    “I need to do some research. You should
return to your room and rest. I’m sure this has taken a lot out of
you.” She stood and walked to the door, opening it for me.
    I had never been dismissed by Selene like
this before. “Very well,” I whispered as I walked passed her.
    I walked to my room and sat down on my bed.
My room was small, just big enough for my dresser