It arrived on a gloomy day, just as the oracle foretold. It beheld me the instant I released it from its bonds. In a moment the forgotten fears and whispered fragments of dreams pierced the veil of my consciousness. Understanding. It watches me still, upon my dice box, waiting to foretell the fate of those who dare the depths of the ShadowDark.
What I’m trying to say is that arrived in good condition and now decorates my dice box.