I was escorted a while later into the kitchen by Sunrise. She was whispering. "I received a prophecy Lemon, and I think it is talking about you." I didn't think I was important enough to be in a prophecy, but I guess I was. Sunrise still whispered.
The evil will rise,
bringing darkness to the skies,
A cheetah of gold,
Will save the young and old.
You will be taken north,
Kept under under an eagle, mountain of twists and bends.
Though you and a true friend will rise,
bring light to the skies,
and your heart will choose if your life ends.
Wut.
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