Series 11 – The Prophecy

The Fickle Lady shows me things, my friend.  Terrible things.  A time of tumult for all our kind.  I see an empty throne and a rotting mountain corpse. An ancient prison throws open its doors, and a plague of locusts who walk like men descends on the land.  The dead rise to become gods, and gods fall to become as the dead. A great fire erupts in the South, greater than has ever been seen before.  Five score is the number of dead princes.  Two score and ten is the number of the green sun princes who break the world.  May the Unconquered Sun save us all!

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