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Tales Told by the Fireside
By the Gangrel of the british Isles and Eire
As recalled by Qualin Hess, Wilderness blood of the Cammarilla, Journeymann of Eire
A song and Prophecie by Charles Mantal, Wilderness blood of Anarch |
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You all remember that hole Grail thing? Well, it was me and a few others who
had to translate the prophecis of Luke, and whilst we were doing so, I
stumbled on some others.....
It's about the only story I know.
Thing is, it aint a happy one.
So just distract yourself or something if you don't want to hear.....
[Charles waits a moment for everyone who doesn't wantto hear to do something
else. He stands and walks right to the fires edge....]
These prophecies are from a time beyond memory..... my friend told me they
came from the first century AD......
[He pauses for a moment and begins]
There will come a time child, when the sky will fill with Thunder,
Fire and Lightning will rain from the sky like the tears of the gods,
Devvelen, the ancient one, will open his eyes, and his gaze will bring the
fire.
This will be the final age for the children of man.
They will not survive their time, for it is not destined to be so.
The beings held tightly by Gaia will be free to wander our lands.
They will come for their children, one by one.
We will be there to try to stop them.
But we will fail.
It is destined to be so.
The world will be choaked with the cast offs of man.
They will not care that they can breathe no longer.
For they will see themselves as the bringers of light, when they bring the
fire.
But the fire will destroy us all.
It heralds the coming of the darkness.
Listen child, for this is the vision of our end.
One will be born who cannot remember.
He will be destined to bring an end to the darkness of the dead.
But it may not be so.
The future holds with this man.
The man who does not know his mind.
The man who cannot see his face.
The man who does not trust his hand.
He will bring light to the darkness.
But the candle will flicker and he will lose faith.
There will be those who seek to bring the darkness to this world.
And those people will not know their faith.
They will know only the certanty of the darkness.
He cannot lose faith.
The battle will be great.
Devvelen, the Ancient One, will open his eyes as the death blow is struck.
Fire will rain from the skys.
Gaia will scream as she burns, and the world will know her pain.
The darkness and the law will join.
The eye of Vengance will cloud the moon.
For darkness comes from the land beyond.
Our dreams will be shattered by the fire from the sky.
Our minds will know that this is the end, as our bodies fall.
This will be the Final Time. The time of darkness. Mark my words, for the
time comes. And we must trust the One.
He is the worlds only hope.
He who cannot remember.
He who cannot see.
He who does not believe.
He who does not know. |
