By some trickery, only starlight pierced into the Oracle’s cave as her voice turned breathy and frail.
She told me my first love would leave me early, only to return and kill my second, and that both would be men of power and prestige – though of differing kinds and with differing people.
Got to be creative when there’s a female in the picture, but there’s always a way to make it work :) Apologies for not scheduling the last few weeks. No excuses. Kids are back in school and leaving me time to become sane again. Love you all!