fortune-teller

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? _

Life-ahead is timeless fortune.

The distance between an honest Christian mystic and a fortune-teller is sometimes less than half a whisper. Less than a pot of tea or the space between two book covers.

Prophecies aren't meant to be supernatural or some sort of other worldly power. It's a mathematical calculationss. The near and dear one's can always tell accurately what's going to happen. But the problem is, we never pay attention to their words. Cause they aren't Gypsy!

Oh, girl! He's got a big one,_ the fortune teller exclaimed, her dark eyes briefly flickering up to Violet's face before returning back to the cards spread out in front of her. She paused for a moment as she studied them, her pointer finger tapping against her jaw. Finally, she added, __ust like a summer sausage, and I'm not talking about the snack-sized ones. And it's attached to a body that could put Dwayne Johnson to shame. What women could resist a package like that? I'd say the future is definitely going to be bright... at least for you.

Yeah... everything is images for me. Bits and pieces coming together in pictures._ He grinned. __ see good fortune as dragons, and..._ he turned the cup, pointing at a rippling shape along the edge, __nd that thing there is definitely a dragon. Whoever this person is _ this tall guy you talk to _ it__ a good thing for you. Some kind of resolution, and a change for the future...

Being the soothsayer of the tribe is a dirty job, but someone has to do it.