"Without a word, the woman sat down on a sofa and pointed me to a place by her side; she took my hands, held them in hers for a few minutes that, not knowing what she intended, seemed very long, and finally made four predictions. I wrote them down at the time, and have never forgotten them. There will be a bloodbath in your country, you will be motionless or paralyzed for a long time, Your only path is writing, and one of your children will be known in many parts of the world. Which of them? my mother wanted to know. The seer asked to see their photographs, studied them for a few seconds and then pointed to you Paula. As the other three predictions have been fulfilled, I suppose the last will be too; that gives me hope that you will not die since you haven't lived out your destiny. 

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