The Oracle She stood alone. Her hair flew in the salty sea breeze, and her heart quickened. At last, after all her years of searching. At last she would find the truth! She hid her hands behind her back to hide the tremble in them. And then...she was not alone. Floating, shining like some ancient goddess, the wise one and her handmaiden appeared. Her wings were flowing ice, and her face radiated with the glow of her power, her knowledge. The Oracle had come. ------- And YES, the story is supposed to be FUNNY *falls over*. Like...it's so serious and The Oracle seems so grand. Then you see the picture and it's a flying mochi...T_T; Kyaaaa, I'm such an awful writer...no one understood T_T. Ah well~. *eats the mochi-looking oracle and her handmaiden* Started out as a quick sketch...but you know how that goes =_=". I spend too much time on my sketches and not enough of the pictures I really want to work on! *siiiigh* Drawn and colored in Painter 7.