wait for it . tarot readings

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

The faerie found little use or interest in many of the psychic practices.  It could be said the Imperator possessed some sight -- regardless of his passion for pursuing the use of such an ability.  An advantage lay in the ability to see others more clearly; to know intuition is truly on his side.  Yet, a vulpine clearly of thought and analysis, he preferred logic to feelings of mysticism.

Regardless, Gael paused when he noticed the pup shuffling cards -- tarot, he recognized with ease.  In his youth, he still recalled his more intuitive mother grinning at his confused frowns and explaining some of the symbolism of the cards.  To interrupt tarot took practice; a dedication the faerie respected immensely.  In that light, his hazel eyes gleamed with consideration.

"Are you doing readings, Virgil?" His curiosity was polite and intrigued as he took a seat; content with offering the youth a willing participant.  She deserved that respect and Gael sought to see the girl's capabilities.

"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / imperator / lamby