King: Soothsayer!
Me: Yes, your majesty.
King: Months ago, you said to me, 'sometimes a coiled entrail is just a coiled entrail'.
Me: I stand by that.
King: Then, 'a twin tailed comet is just an interesting astronomical phenomena'.
Me: Also true
King: A two-headed calf born 'an unfortunate mutation'. Children waking at the same hour, screaming, 'probably the full moon.' A dream of fire and blood 'a sign to read more calming material before bed.' The dead rising from their graves with their heads turned round on their necks, tongueless mouths warning of our downfall, 'swamp gas'.
Me: I might have been hasty on that last one.
King: Now written across the sky in the very stars, burning red, 'All are doomed'.
Me: Just a fraternity prank.
King: what
Me: Or maybe a Russian psyop


