𝐋𝐮𝐤𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞

He was told by the stranger that the beasts in this land were twisted, malformed. But this… it feels soft, feels like the hounds of home. “Hello,” he spoke softly, scratching the fur gently. “Good boy.”

An animal?

He holds out a hand towards the noise tentatively, breath held as he listens for any signs of aggression.

Something moved, something took its place next to him.

He remained silent for a moment before speaking firmly, though the wavering in his voice betrays him.

“I have no money to steal. Be on your way.”

He didn’t foresee this either.

He did NOT foresee a dragon.

And you, The Tower.

Would you like to talk about it? Perhaps you might recognize some signs of the danger to come?

The Hierophant, reversed.

Premonition or fear?

What did you see?

Yeah, but he’s probably the wrong person to ask.

Luka sat quietly, listening to the sounds of waves lapping at the shore and the sounds of distant chattering.

He sat, letting the anxieties of the previous days finally escape him. Maybe he could rest now.

• Fantasy RP | MVRP

• Age 16

• Writer is 29

• #Cables

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𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙.