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: 50.47.0.174
Posted on March 29, 2011 at 04:56:19 AM by DELPHINIUM; The Oracle

The vibration of the knick knacks around her was obvious, loud as a cupboard of pans crashing to a stone floor in her mind though there was hardly a whisper to be heard by anyone else. Somedays she regretted setting the odds and ends as a warning system, specifically on days where visitors seemed to be coming one after the other with little time for the violet eyed woman to catch her breath. With a simple wave of her hand, she silenced the artifacts before resting the same hand against her head, fingers lightly rubbing her temple. Stepping away from the boiling pot, she placed the wooden spoon on a nearby counter, moving to peer out the window to see who was at her garden gate. A smile curled the corners of her lips as her gaze fell to the pallid mare and her foal. New life was always welcome at her home, yet so very few ever brought their children with them. Fingers drummed against the wooden countertop, fiddling with the spoon before pushing it away again, moving towards the door and out towards the gate. Bare feet squished in the quickly drying soil between the stones that made up the pathway to and away from her doorway. Good day Akasha and little one, I see you have been amusing yourself with the flowers outside my gate. They look lovely now, much better than they were before. Thank you. However, I do believe I know why you are here Akasha. You seek your next stone do you not? Fingers sought the colorless pendant that hung around her neck on a simple strand of fraying plant fibers, so carefully rolled together to create a cord strong enough to bear it. As her palms closed around the stone, she could feel it warming against her skin, the murmers and whispers of gods and goddesses filling her ears as they talked amongst themselves, decided the pale mare's fate. Color spilled from her hands as they parted, the crimson light appearing like blood on the Oracle's hands. Despite the possibly disturbing idea that the light presented, a smile still rested easily on the violet eyed woman's face, a ruby resting in her cupped palms. It seems Paduan wishes to bring you into his fold, make you one of his own Akasha, but it is not out of a destructive streak that he calls to you. You burn brightly inside with a love that knows no bounds, you shine with a warmth that very few possess. It is these qualities that have led the Fire-King to call upon you to bear his ruby. Use it wisely and well so that Neeah may learn from you. D E L P H I N I U M Oracle of Hoof Prince

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