Third Prophecy

The Titan King does rise to rule;
Sickness spreads his deadly tool.
Pestilence grips the mortal root
To grind the gods beneath his boot.

Spin the clock and roll time’s tide
Close the link and choose a side.
Deep and dark, high and bright,
All is revealed within her sight.

Promises kept promises broken,
Bound by words sworn and spoken
To servant girl, obedient and mild,
To crush the heart of Hades’ child.

-The Oracle of Delphi

Third Prophecy

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