She smiles at me,

and traces my questions

with her fingertips.

She opens her lips

into an impossibly wide grin,

"The beginning is the doomsday end."

Her ancient voice

is stronger than stone,

and strangles me like a snake.

She only laughs,

and begins to cry,

shrouding me in angel tear mist.

Darkness overtakes us

for a simple moment,

and reality twists.

In her eyes

I see

her holy fear.

In those depths

I see darkness, death,

despair.

She smiles at me,

tracing my questions

with her fingertips.

"What do you wish to know of the future?"