Micca sat at his vast table, a huge, leatherbound book in front of him. It was the prophesies of Nostrilsarmpit, the 15th century visionary whose eyes saw centuries ahead, into the threads of Mudcatus Magentumus.

Micca's room was wall to floor in ancient books and music. Yet, in all his years of esoteric study, he had never come across anything as compelling as the Prophesies of Nostrilsarmpit. Written in deeply symbolic language, with hints of events barely imaginable in the 15th century, Micca's eyes bulged as he read the strangely hypnotic words....

Sitting alone at night in secret study;
it is placed on the computer screen.
A slight hum comes out of the emptiness and
makes successful that which should not be believed in Maine.

The mouse in the hand is placed in the left of the keyboard's letters.
With water he sprinkles both the hem of his garment and his foot.
A voice, fear: he trembles in his robes.
Divine splendor; the Mudcat sits nearby.

When the litters are overturned by the vampire
and faces are covered by cloaks,
the newtown moon will be troubled by its people.
At this time the conservatives and the drys will rule wrongly.

In the world there will be made a queen
Magenta her name, her tresses be black.
At this time the mind of the Goddess will be lost,
as Magenta seeks her ancient true love.

They will be driven away for a long drawn out fight.
The countryside will be most grievously troubled.
Town and country will have greater struggle.
Simon and Chongo will have their hearts tried.

The eye of Vladimir will be forsaken,
when his wings will fail at his feet.
The two of Plaistow will have made a constitution
for their future wisdom, lovers underfoot

Arrived too late, the act has been done.
The wind was against them, batwings intercepted on their way.
The conspirators were staggering from a party.
By Vladimir shall these enterprises be undertaken.

How often will you be captured, O daughter of the moon ?
Changing blood that is barbaric and vain.
Bad times approach you. No longer will you be enslaved.
Great Micca will revive your veins...