| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 74% | The darkness of the afterlife is all that awaits you now. May you find more peace. | ▶️ |
| 71% | Blesseth the Chief, for the name of Charity and Goodwill. Shepherds the weak, to the value of darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper, and the finder of lost children. And I will spike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger. Those who attack the toys and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the law. May I lay my vengeance upon thee? | ▶️ |
| 76% | Sometimes the edge of the world is quite empty, except for the blue heron picking her way sure-footed, one long leg after another, at low tide inspecting the eelgrass. She is my secret, and my heart steps high and lightly with her. Sometimes the edge of the world is allied with children, the tide pools untidy with little boats, stone circles, the beach a whole noisy continent of castles. Sometimes the sun gets to going down there, out in the bay, the blue heron is sleeping, and the beach slides out from under us in molten gold and amber and burnished brass, and tips us over into darkness. | ▶️ |
| 67% | And in the darkness find them in the random mordor where the shadows are. | ▶️ |
