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the oracle, the golden waters of the future
was seldom misinterpreted, unless by selfish posture "my reading was just, unfaltering, in ten days he will die exhausted from mourning, like his mate from childbirth; I cannot lie" the condemned was the prince's firstborn to lead one day; the future generation was forlorn the seer, bearer of deathly tidings, wrapped in ceremony his phoenix shouldered bravely, symbol of hegemony "I cannot be wrong!" words spat with pompous acrimony the prince, received poorly such news and summoned all his time creators for to choose among magicians, witches and marabous the one to find a miracle, the seer's oracle to confuse the seer loudly protested magicians failed, their conjuring contested the seer leered, mercilessly jested marabou drumming brought no change the prince's son in agony remained the seer triumphant, his power retained after a long wait, a simple miracle took place powdered four-leaf clover and fairy's lace drunk four times in two days his laughing smile paled the sun's rays furious to have been beaten by a childish spell the seer predicted the witch would rot in hell “That power comes from witchcraft, her response is devilish handicraft" bellowed the angry seer, his eyes flaring like dragon flame. the witch of red sunrise spoke with the calm of beginnings, she did declaim "This power, witchcraft enhanced, is that of love in his sadness he had forgotten the gentle things like a dove a butterfly and flower delicately entwined the rain making new seedlings into vines he has found a calm, sorrow is no longer his strife I have simply reminded him of the precious gift of life." the prince did not ban the seer but apprenticed him to the witch, to become her peer his regal rank removed, humbled by his plight his phoenix quickly disappeared in flight the witch of red sunrise finally chased him, no spell of fright peaceful, her royal wedding took place on a new starry night the seer and the witch 18 april, 2006 (Writer's Cramp) (40 lines)
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