2024-07-18 - Cast Your Fate to the Wind (The Led)

The Hermit was acknowledged and greeted, and the smaller one (the Fool) flittered among all of them, almost too quickly for her to get a read on him. But perhaps that spoke to her choice to pass over him - too capricious, and too young to do anything with it. But he had time. Her Big Voice caught him as he passed, and she whistled a "I'm sorry. But yours is coming, even if it's not me! They might even keep up~" she added, with a lilting mental grin.

The Lovers' arrival only brought melancholy. Could she Impress two? Far be it from her to separate them, perhaps she could be mindful if she did choose one..

Thoughts of heroics and death tumbled and crashed unwelcome into her mind with the arrival The Hanged Man and she recoiled, lurching her egg backwards away from his touch as much as she were able within the confines of her shell. "No, no, NO!!" She did not want to die - what was this?! What about her siblings? Fly and die and for what, a line in a song? She could sing right now, no death required. Thoughtless, foolish, heartless, transitory. Get out.

But the Devil was the one that stood apart in this group. Her touch was light and delightful, her mind hungry.. To a degree, she seemed all right to cast her fate to the wind, but with a tantalizing toccata, gleeful and grinning, Rioth addressed her.

"Think again about that choice. With me, we can make our own choices."