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The stranger's response confirms what Keelut already knew, a new prophecy had been given, and the prophet sits up to hear the man repeat his words anxiously. It only comes after the man introduces himself as the overlord of ice, which Keelut doesn't question or pay much mind to. He just wants to hear the words.

A forest. The pure of heart. Immortality.

They don't make sense, but they are not supposed to. Prophecies could be interpreted in many ways but they would only ever become clear once the prediction is fulfilled. The most anyone can do about it is brace themselves for the day it besomes real.

Good, good... says Keelut as he makes another effort to get up. He feels much better now, but the energies that had to run through him to convey the messages always left him exhausted.

You were meant to hear the prophecy, it is your duty now to bring awareness of it to whoever might be pertinent. he explains calmly. That was juts the way of things. Does it mean anything to you? he asked then, curious to know whether it had given the male any ideas. It was his prophecy anyway.