A fortune teller

I walked up to a gipsy tent, a fortune teller she was, so i asked;"tell me what the future holds" She placed the tarot cards on the table and said;" pick the ones you want".
So i did, seven of them.. She looked me in the eyes and took my hand and said;"Tell me your name and your birth" So i did.
She looked troubled, but turned every card from above to below.. She looked me in the eyes, and her eyes turned white as snow and uttered the words;" A Levite walks among us, he wears a black robe, a priest. We thought they were all gone, he carries a red rose in his hand "
And her eyes turned into sorrow and said;" Those nails were never intended to be found, all that power in one hand" And a tear fell to the ground and the final words were;" God save us all"

a reply to: rajas

Hmm.. Interesting. I'm really digging all your stories you're sharing.

originally posted by: rajas
I walked up to a gipsy tent, a fortune teller she was, so i asked;"tell me what the future holds" She placed the tarot cards on the table and said;" pick the ones you want".
So i did, seven of them.. She looked me in the eyes and took my hand and said;"Tell me your name and your birth" So i did.
She looked troubled, but turned every card from above to below.. She looked me in the eyes, and her eyes turned white as snow and uttered the words;" A Levite walks among us, he wears a black robe, a priest. We thought they were all gone, he carries a red rose in his hand "
And her eyes turned into sorrow and said;" Those nails were never intended to be found, all that power in one hand" And a tear fell to the ground and the final words were;" God save us all"

Profound, as usual.