The mad woman stands
long hair blowing in the wind
green eyes glowing in the moonlight
counting all the times she sinned.

black clouds hover overhead
shadows dancing all around her,
******* breath, she opens wide her mouth
and screams her knowledge to the ether.

Circles flash and spin like lightening
answering the pain she's feeling.
The old ones know her by her shadow
and gather closer so to follow.

"Don't tell me any more" she screams
"Don't burden me!"
But they whisper dark things in her ear
and burden her with prophesy.