In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!
— Galadriel, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, on the possibility of her being freely given the One Ring.
You raised the child. Nurtured him. So in return, I will permit you a brief, brief glimpse of the future...
—Rasputin, Hellboy (2004)
Look around: this is what will be. We're dreaming it all together. Impressive, isn't it? You see, nothing has to change. It's all the same as they remember it. It's happening already. The Dream is inside all of them. There's no disinfecting the Dream. Exodus won't save them. No, no, no, it's too late for that. Besides, save them from what? Themselves? This is what they are.
Let them close their eyes forever. Let them inherit the kingdom.
—The Dreamers, The Secret World
Their heads are filled with visions on what will come should they fail. The devastation that will be wrought at the hands of a hero. A leader. A friend. The Tallus shows them the worst of it. So real, they feel they are a part of it. First, she murders everyone close to her. The dark part of her realizing they might have been able to reach her. Her heart safely cloaked in shadow, she then destroys the world's most populated cities. The Exiles feel the flames lick at them as if they were in the center of the firestorms. They hear the screams of the innocents. They smell the charred flesh. The Earth itself is the next victim. And then she swallows the sun. This is nine days from today.
—Exiles #3: Old Wounds, New Battles Part 1
I PROMISED I WOULD ASK YOU AGAIN. I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU NEED TO UNDERSTAND.
—The Ellimist, Animorphs #7: The Stranger
