TarotScope of the Day

On the orbital station Lysandra-4, where glass corridors curled like ribbons around a humming core of light, Cassia Davorin felt the atmosphere shift the moment she stepped into the negotiation chamber. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, like a gravitational ripple passing through the air. Yet she sensed it at once. Continue reading …

Halcyon’s Council of Temporal Studies had warned that the city was entering a period of heightened perceptual clarity. The great quantum reflectors in the sky had aligned in a way that amplified subtle emotional frequencies. No catastrophe. No upheaval. Just a quiet invitation to recognise what no longer matched the lives its citizens were trying to build. Continue reading …

The winds shifted the moment the Queen’s Comet appeared in the eastern sky, casting a trail of rose-gold light over the sprawling plains of Arasteia. For generations, travellers had claimed that when the comet returned, hearts would open, destinies would loosen, and love itself would become a wandering flame seeking new vessels. This year, the legend proved true. Continue reading …