Prophecy in the Wind

[Whispers of Cove]

*Two local voices bantering are carried on the wind...*

"I tell yer, I seen two more folk in town today with that queer lookin' symbol tattooed on 'em."

  --  "Naw! I saw five yesterday, counted 'em meself. One, Two, Five!"

"Five don't come after two Alf, ye bleedin' eejit."

  --  "Yer what? Five, I swears it."

"Arhm, well we'll soon be out of burnin' wood Alf. Best go gather some 'fore it's all gone!"