The Prophecy of Rooibos

When blue embers streak the heavens, and the earth itself trembles in fear, a union of consolidated purpose will arise.

Even day will be consumed as waters blacken with venom.

Emerald skies herald sands as black as night.

Six crystal teeth yearn for innocent blood, that will only be satiated with the death of sanity, and the return of darkness.

The Prophecy of Rooibos

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