by Skald Hareksson
Omens of death today:
I talked with a dead friend in my dreams,
And awoke to find a cat by the road.
I was a guest of The Most Noble Prince...
who dreamed of my death.
A snake caught a frog and pulled him underwater--
I saved him.
This is a strange time.
Whispers of mortality on the wind.
Jessica is dead
But the shadows have come alive.