A Fanfiction By Kart
The one, destined to conquer the Dark Lord, draws nigh,
Born to those who thrice defied,
when the seventh month bids goodbye.
Marked as the Dark Lord's peer,
with power yet unknown,
The child shall wield strength,
that the Dark Lord can't disown.
From realms obscure,
Death shall tread untrodden way,
Rescuing the child,
from darkness' sway.
Fate weaves its tapestry,
merging realms in flight,
Death, an unexpected ally,
shaping the hidden fight.
With Death's touch,
a shield unseen and rare.
The child shall endure,
Beyond the Dark Lord's snare.
Dark Lord's equal,
With power unrevealed,
A force that the Dark Lord's ignorance can't shield.
In shadow's embrace,
secrets shall be kept,
Ensuring survival,
From Darkness adept.
- SYBILL TRELAWNEY'S FIRST PROPHECY