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P R O P H E C Y
The moon rises high as the lands below sleep
bringing forth change from far in the deep
talons that crackle, wings gleaming bright
points that burn and glow in the night
claws that tear and summon the cold
new life that blossoms from what was once old
an old foe awakens, creeping in with the tide
the blessed and the cursed, our fate will decide
For two years, many cats from the tribes have wished for a normal Winter with snow and ice shifting the world into a white wonderland, and although there is snow this winter, it is far from normal. Ever since the gathering, a steady flow of snow has been trinkling down from the sky and is now covering the lands. Warm air from the eastern parts is the only thing that keeps the snow from completely engulfing the home of the tribes, but the effect is small, even the warm stones of Fire-Tribe find themselves blanketed in this powder, and no one can deny the icy temperatures. The cold has also frozen the many waters of the tribelands, though cats are warned to be careful should they attempt to cross any ice. Some might be thick, others might not.
The sky is different as well. It seems almost tense, as if something is ripping at it, and at times, strange sights can be seen. The pillar of light that shot up from the Council of Light appears to have left a scar in the sky. At night, a pale, white light can be seen, its shape almost like that of a crack in the earth. Creatures are wary as the strange phenomenons continue to appear across the lands and many wonder what will happen next. Will the sky break, plunging the world into chaos?
Greetings from Snow!
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