She gestures to the middle of the three long lines that cross the palm. Without further explanation, she exhales deeply once more and resumes her reading.
"...Hie! Look to the marble'd sky. The dance of dragons that resolves fate's bifid paths. Hand-in-hand, the shooting stars, to earth they fall, before them shall lay bare the endless cycle of torment. The wheel of time shall grind -- merciless its pestle. Yet Hero of the Now be not disturbed.
The call has quelled. The wilds tamed. For all paths lead... to home again."
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Date: 2025-01-26 03:09 am (UTC)She gestures to the middle of the three long lines that cross the palm. Without further explanation, she exhales deeply once more and resumes her reading.
"...Hie! Look to the marble'd sky. The dance of dragons that resolves fate's bifid paths. Hand-in-hand, the shooting stars, to earth they fall, before them shall lay bare the endless cycle of torment. The wheel of time shall grind -- merciless its pestle. Yet Hero of the Now be not disturbed.
The call has quelled. The wilds tamed. For all paths lead... to home again."