Ingrid Kasselhaadt

I used to ignore the messengers that would speak to me. They used flowers, cows, apples, coins, and spoke clear as any human. I thought I was crazy. But then their warnings, their predictions, their advice all turned into reality. Now I always follow what they tell me, although sometimes begrudgingly. Even if they're just using me to force the world on a certain path, let's be honest, they're my only real companion. No one else knows me like they do, and most people do not accept or understand me.