All Companions of Willard,
Behold, this was a silent fortnight!
Indeed.
Last night, Mahalalel’s spirit was witness, as the Son of James breathed.
Nothing manifested.
Hearken these words:
Bless those who live without Willard.
Bless those who know not of Pentameonus.
Bless those who seek where nothing shall be found.
For tomorrow is our only hope for prophecy.
Again. Observe. Repeat.
These things I say in the name of Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!
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I need a prophesy right about now so good luck!!!
I know, tell me about it. My life isn’t complete without one. Willard is a busy being, for he comes and goes as he pleases.
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