The Cards

… are displeased with me.

Never before have they given me such contradictory answers in one reading. The man Rooster speculated that I had been opened, for my talent of relating the future was noticeably altered.

Are they toying with me? Warning me what will happen if I succumb to the true possession of man? I was so sure..

Mistress Nika had wanted her reading, but the interruption of my Master’s associate had pushed the cards into silence. At times they do seem to be so temperamental. He had suggested she draw another.

I have always been their slave; the slave of faded rence. I have always belonged to only them, body, heart and soul. Even as I was put beneath the choking metal of man, I was owned by cards decree.

But things are changing and the cards are not happy.