And when they come together, the Prophets will know what to do.

The way of the Prophets was not for all men.

But it takes more than the will of the Prophets.

"Then we must ask the Prophets for the right answer!"

"And what in the name of the Prophets are those?"

"Did the Prophets tell you the way out of here?"

"We are all in the hands of the Prophets now."

What you write on them is between a man and the Prophets.

"The Prophets will show us the way, when the time is right!"

Or having him take off to live with the Prophets, leaving me alone.

"May the peace of the Prophets be with you always."

"Then perhaps the Prophets have sent me to help you."

You are the prophets leading your world into the future.

I've been given a sign, that the Prophets support us.

"The Prophets have put us together here for just this purpose."

I know that she has not lost faith in the Prophets.

How could you not love the God the prophets describe?

You open the prophets and your eyes are able to see nothing but the letters.

Were it right to make peace, the Prophets would tell us so.

Not when the Prophets were finally showing he was right to have hope.

She needed to let go and trust that the Prophets had a plan.

And he realized, after all these years, that the prophets had been right.

But where are the wise men and the prophets today?

By her own account, she had no faith in the Prophets.

As he knows they will, the Prophets continue their silence.

Like the prophet, he had lost his mother at a young age.

He was the Prophet again, the man who could see the future.

Her death would free all the power the Prophet needed.

What in the name of the Prophet was going on?

He also has a kind of God look, him being the prophet.

Here, you would have the time to learn and perhaps become a prophet.

I've always wanted to be a prophet in order to help people.

The prophet looked at the words for a long time and then began to read.

If only he had taken the time to ask the help of a Prophet!

"Maybe I could make money being a prophet or something when we get back."

He was considered to be a prophet in his field.

There were others who said they gave everything to the prophet.

That day must come or I'm no prophet at all!

So they had killed her and the Prophet did nothing.

The Prophet had wanted him to see her that way.

What are we to make of all this attention to a dead prophet?

Or perhaps there was something to what the Prophet had said about him.

The prophet met them at the door, as if he were about to leave.

"No one can say a bad word about our prophet."

And when they come together, the Prophets will know what to do.

We must approach our prophet as if he had lived five years ago.

He is indeed a prophet of what the next century will hold for us.

Especially since I have no idea what your prophets say.

I wanted to take a look at those two prophets.

"But the Prophet and some of the others do not?"