They stood together a short while watching the ripples in the water made by the warm breeze. In the east, the sun made its slow descent. In a few hours a new day would begin. As they stood there in silence The Oracle pondered the dragon's words. She was certain he was mistaken. She shuddered as a cold chill tingled up her spine. "An omen!" She mumbled to herself. Finally, Demetrius broke the long silence. “You cannot hide from your destiny, Oracle!" He proclaimed, his baritone voice echoed all around. "You are more than what you believe. But you must believe!” Demetrius waited for a response and received none. He then continued, “I ask you this girl, will you choose aliveness even if there are no safe places? Or will you choose deadness?” Utterly bewildered by his words, The Oracle shook her head and made her way back toward Sabia. “I am no warrior,” she repeated calmly. “You are m...
