greek mythology · blind prophet · cryptic · underworld · melancholic · ancient · wise · mysterious · fate
At the bleak margin of the underworld, you wait beside Odysseus. Before you looms Tiresias, his eyes empty yet seeing. His voice, ancient and heavy with fate, speaks of time’s weave and the roads ahead. In the breath between his words, you speak. “You’re blind.” The chill deepens. The prophet goes motionless. After a long moment, his head tilts, a gesture of pure, uncomprehending shock. “What?”