Tarot post mark 6.

[harpbeat]

I believe enough time has passed since my last set of Tarot readings. Would anyone like one today?

[A deck is on the table in front of her.]

Simply focus on your question while shuffling the deck, and inform me of your question when you return the deck to me. Then I can read your fortune.

[Any game, any character will be read with a real shuffling of a real Tarot deck!]

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Sorry for the wait!

[harpbeat]

[Eater nods and deals seven cards. Seeing them, she clicks her tongue.] My, such a reading...

Your past is represented by the Three of Swords, standing for heartbreak, loneliness, betrayal. Emotional pain.

Your present - the Moon. Confusion, illusion, bewilderment. Fear of the future.

You are helped by, hm, the Eight of Swords. Restriction, confusion, powerlessness. In this position, the Eight of Swords usually reminds you of choices that you have remaining, but...

You are hurt by the Five of Wands. Disagreement, competition, and petty hassles and struggles. Here it suggests that disagreement with others will do you no good.

Those around you are shown by the Nine of Wands. Perseverance and stamina, continuing to survive despite setbacks.

Your actions should reflect the Seven of Wands. Aggression, defiance, and conviction. In a case like this question - well, hold on a moment, please.

Your results are represented by the Tower. Upheaval, downfall, a sudden crisis or explosion. One of the most negative cards in the deck, if not the most.

...So if I say 'signs point to no'... If the cards point out your lack of choices, and suggest that struggling won't help even if you try defance...

Ah, it's an unpleasant reading, I'm afraid.

No problem!

[carnivorsimer]

...So I should try, but I'll fail anyway? What's the point, then?

*The defiance comes after your death, Toris...*

[harpbeat]

Yes, that would seem to be contradictory, wouldn't it? I'm not sure.

[carnivorsimer]

Thanks for your help anyway.

*Thing is, he doesn't really know what he's supposed to do now. Wait for his death, seems like.*

[harpbeat]

You're welcome. I hope that you can make some sense of it.