After reading the cards for this one particular client, Madame Sophia found herself disturbed by what she had read. So was her client.
Then she brought out her runes and had the client toss these onto the table. The results were just as disturbing.
Next she brought out a cup of tea for her client. She had the client drink down the tea. When the client finished the tea, she grabbed the cup gazing at the remaining tea leaves. She shook her head mumbling to herself. The results were not good.
She knew now what she had to do. She had to go for the big guns. She brought out her crystal ball. Gently setting it on the table, she ran her hands over it three times. Instead of clouding up, a pink light began to pulsate from the center.
All of a sudden, the pulsing center exploded sending out beams of light to the outer edges of the crystal ball. It had never done that before. With eyes wide open she turned to her client. His eyes glowed red, horns sprouting from his forehead, face grinning devilishly.
Scared out of her wits, she gave up the craft of divination!
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