Now comes a fire-ship from the east, With Loki standing at the helm. The dead rise; the damned are unleashed; Fear and Chaos ride with them.
I looked up at the Old Man and quoted the words of the Oracle:
Now comes a fire-ship from the east,
With Loki standing at the helm.
The dead rise; the damned are unleashed;
Fear and Chaos ride with them.
“Sound familiar, brother?” I said.
His startled look was almost worth the whole distressing episode.
“Where did you hear that?”
“Where do you think?”
He sighed. “You spoke to the Oracle.”
“Well, you weren’t about to confide in me. I had to find out for myself.”
“And how much did it tell you?”
I shrugged. “Enough to wish I hadn’t asked.”
