Look Into The Seeds Of Time "You wish to know your future?" she rasped, her unblinking eyes glittering in the twilight. "It comes at a price, you know." I nodded, my throat parched. "Fine," I squeaked. "Just show me what will happen." "Well, if you're sure." Two more pairs of glittering eyes peered out from the gloom. "Where are you, dear? My eyes aren't what they used to be, and not a single one of those fancy looking-glasses will do them any good." The newcomers clasped my hands between theirs, and together we shuffled to the cliff edge, beyond which great Poseidon's ocean gently lapped the silent shore, above which the sentinels of the starry skies soared to their hearts' content. There was a chill in the air. One of my companions, as it were which one, I could not tell you sprinkled a handful of what appeared to be sunflower seeds into the pits of the deep, dark, dank abyss below.