‘To see what is to come is a gift only when the future is kind.’
To the unknowing, Orphale is blind: her eyes clouded by the veil of prophecy. Yet, through the darkened mist of the future, she sees clearer than most. She speaks in riddles and visions, her words guiding the Sisterhood through betrayals yet to come and battles not yet fought. None doubt her wisdom, for those who ignored her warnings have long since perished. Yet, there is a weight upon her soul, a secret yet unspoken, a fate she dares not reveal.
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