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Oct 05, 2010 09:44

[ video ]

[Only the rasp of wind. The Forge locks in and the wind has words. Disembodied (unrecognisable) voice:]

In the days of the Fox, a Snake shall be born, and this will bring death to human beings. It will encircle London with its long tail and devour all there who pass by. Merlin saith that in England shall be seen strange things, as preaching of traitors, great rain and wind, great oppression of blood, great imprisonment of many men and great battle...1 Chaire, kecharitōmenē, o Kyrios meta sou... reputata Fides est nobis peccatoribus, Nunc et in morte...
 [This incomprehensible spookiness breaks into a fit of wracking coughs. Darkness lifts from the Forge screen. The person lying against it rolls over away from it, all that's visible is a bent back.]

[Consciousness comes to the figure with a jolt. It throws out a hand.]

[Feed explodes to static.]

1[ Merlin's Prophecies ]

!remus lupin, bellatrix lestrange

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