"The Six of Wands. This is the card of triumph and pride. A card of victory. It is an acknowledgement of accomplishments, a pleasure after conflict. Too, it can preordain the arrival of good news. There is an overall satisfaction within you, for you have surmounted certain obstacles of late. Relationships will also be benefit, so you should take full advantage of it before it decreases, as it will, with time. This is a good card, and one that has already come to pass."
"Not only.. what happened yesterday. Zeb is safe, and that is muchly due to you." More accomplishments that he might have forgotten, or just chose to ignore.
"The Six of Cups." Two six's. "Pleasure renews with reflection. This is the card of good will, innocence.. and." There was a pause, one purposely made, so that when she spoke again, she'd have his full attention. Not that she didn't have it now, but this was important. "The card of childhood. Memories, dreams and visions and dreams will become increasingly significant. There could be a renewal of friendships coming, and new opportunities will soon present themselves. There should be an expectation of happiness, a wish granted, or a renewal of hope. Perhaps an awakened enthusiam for something you thought lost, or unattainable."
"You have drawn two six's. Six represents balance and harmony. A symmetry, loyalty and love. It is also.. associated with companionship and motherhood." Didn't really need to spell that one out for him either. Fate was still on track.
The third card touched, Fate's finger drawing to its edge before, with a gentle twist, it was turned. "The Ten of Wands.The Lord of Oppression." Fate swallowed, a glance upwards, briefly, eyes returning to the card. "Revenge strikes with malice. A card of burdens, overextending, of struggle. Fruitless efforts are to come and you will circle yourself for answers.. There will come a time in your future, when you will reevaluate certain situations and a heavy load will be dropped. Difficult demands will be met and inhibitions will be overcome." Fate paused a moment, closing her eyes, the whispers in her head growing more vague, her own voiced mimicking "Your talents and skills are being used in the wrong way. There will be dangerous intrigues, but you will not know who you can trust. There is injustice and possible failure, as well as cruelty and lies. The cards whisper of treachery within the ranks."
Hand pulled away, as if she didn't want to hear, or see anything further. Eyes opened and staring, before cloak was pulled tighter around her body. The worried look was there, one cast in agonizing fulfillment, but nothing more was said, for she knew all it took was one decision not yet made and the cards would change their mind, as they did often.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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