WAS: Power

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She smiles at your answer and takes a single step forward. Her movements are smooth and confident. "Power? The gods have already granted you with much. But their investment was wise, as your answer reveals." Her voice echoes across the pond, and she motions at you with her hand, making a single leaf and fall, twirling a little until it hits the water. "I cannot grant you what you wish, for that is in your destiny and not mine. But I see much and my knowledge may help your quest for power." She pauses at this, and you can feel her eyes burning into you, into your mind, into your soul.

"Would you tell me what you know, seer?" You say in a louder voice, but still respectful. You lift your head and look straight at her, almost daring her, but your knees want to collapse. She looks at you, still questioning, and you stand straighter, scared but determined. Her smile widens at this.

"Your display of bravery is admirable, but altogether, it is unnecessary. Conflict is not my intention, at least, not for us, right now. You continue to prove yourself, though." She takes another step forward, and stand frozen, partially out of fear and partially out of pride. Another step, and she starts to close the distance between you, but she pauses before you meet.

"If you want my knowledge you must come to me. Yes... Closer."

You quickly undress and hesitate for but a second, walking forward to her, where she reaches out and you draw back. You breathe in, strengthen your will, and let go of your rage at yourself for your cowardice, drawing forward again, to her still out reached arms. She reaches again for you, but you stand still, her hands reaching your head and drawing you to her, into her. Everything darkens, and you two are for this moment, all that exist. She whispers secrets into your ear and you imagine things, see things. Her arms seem to grow until they surround you completely and it is utter darkness, the visions drawing you in.




You are standing alone in the pond. You glance around, not seeing the seer anywhere. The things she told you, showed you! They course through you mind and your body. The horrors, the hope. It's perfectly clear in your mind...

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