This is where adults can come to seek the Oracle's counsel or to seek their destinies. Be wary, the Oracle is very, very blunt and truthful. Additionally, be careful what you ask for, being human and a slave to moods and emotions, she may not always give you what you want. Be careful what you wish for...
IP: 74.110.90.119
Posted on February 27, 2011 at 04:48:09 AM by DELPHINIUM; The Oracle

Seeing the grey stallion's face was becoming a more and more common occurrence. Between gaining elements and running errands for the Oracle herself, it was amazing he even had time to perform other tasks or manage other bonds. As the odds and ends scattered about her home thrummed with his approach, glimmering objects magicked into alarm systems for the violet eyed woman, she found herself already out the door. Grabbing her cloak from beside the door, she slipped it on even as she was stepping out into the winter's chill. Snow drifts buried her garden and yard, plants content dormant beneath the thick heavy blanket, sleeping away the days until they would burst riotously back to life. Meeting him at the gate, she smiled the easy going smile of two friends finding their way back to one another. Hands rested against the frosted pickets of the fence, leaning towards the charcoal stallion. She could feel the frost melting beneath the warm skin of her hands, liquifying the crystalline designs the howling winter winds had left behind on the white washed wood as they whipped about her home. Is this all you do anymore Broken, come visit a simple two-legger because she may be lonely? Her tones rolled with amusement, the smile shifting to her eyes to allow her mouth to form a chuckle. Of course she knew this wasn't why he was here this time, she could feel the new level of power rolling off of him like a stormfront boiling on the horizon, the very make up of the air changing. The currents around him were warm, buffeting her mind like the breezes along a tropical rather than cutting at it with the ozone edge of an impending tempest. It was a comfortable feeling, a welcome one as she huddled within the warmth of her home, hibernating like so many other animals until spring once again came. Clearing her throat and pulling her quickly growing cold hands from the pickets, she brushed them over her frost flushed cheeks, pushing a stray strand of hair away before reaching for the necklace hidden beneath the layers of clothes. Tugging it free from it's confines, she could tell the stone had already made it's decision, unsurprised at the deep blues of a sapphire as it finally came free. It seems Courant wants to repay you for the part you have served in piecing together the reasons behind the massive flooding and I cannot argue with her. You have been integral. D E L P H I N I U M Oracle of Hoof Prince

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• you can't break what's already shattered - By Broken Dreams February 28, 2011 at 10:43:44 PM
  

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