TarotScope of the Day

The message arrived with a sound like the air itself snapping. At first, Mara thought a power line had broken outside, but the noise came from her phone—an impossible, metallic crack that made the screen flicker white before a single line of text appeared : « You’re not seeing the full picture. Look again. » There was no sender. No number. No trace. Continue reading …

Lyra Solenne, a navigator of the Celestial Drift Corps, stood upon the observation deck of her vessel as they entered Aetheryn’s orbit. The moment the planet came into view, something in her chest tightened—an ache of recognition, as if some ancient part of her already belonged to the world below. « The tides are waking, » she whispered, without knowing how she knew. Continue reading …

She closed her eyes and let the truth settle in her chest. Something had shifted in her – not loudly, not dramatically, but undeniably. A deeper part of herself had woken up, and now that it had spoken, she couldn’t pretend not to hear it. Continue reading …