Nora's pov
"The journey has just begun Nora" my mother told me as her fingers traced along the crescent mark on my shoulder.
"What journey?" I asked.
"The path you must walk" she answered vaguely.
"What path?" I questioned in desperation.
"The prophecy, it chose you" she replied.
"I don't understand anything. I just learned about the prophecy and if I'm being honest I don't understand the word it's saying except for the fact that a crescent would appear which it suddenly did on my shoulder. What does the prophecy mean?" My words came out as a desperate plea.
"It will all be revealed to you with time" she said cryptically.
"Why did the prophecy choose me?" My voice cracked as I struggled to keep the tears at bay.
"Because it knew you would be capable" she brushed away a stray tear that slipped from my eyes.
"Why am I even talking to you like you are real?" I groaned to myself.
