The goblet and the scroll were still trying to pull me towards them, like a magnet and I was just their mere metal. My heart started to beat faster, and I couldn't help but freeze at my position, still trying to find the reason behind it. I can't still remove that feeling, but I tried to read the contents of the scroll.
Red flames of wrath, cold ice of agony
Dark giant rocks that lead to misery
Yet the waters in their chambers
On the cup of four clusters
Could bring the light of the sun
Could turn two bloods into one
"Turn two bloods into one…" I mumbled the last phrase.
It must be referring to the child of two bloods, the cursed child, which means, the previous phrases could be the way to lift the curse. But unfortunately, I couldn't be able to solve them right away. I continued to the next paragraph.
But hope will break and fall