Toby laid awake. He knew that the danger was on its way. It didn't help that it was the full moon. He didn't like how the cards came out earlier that day. Why did the hunters have to come know? He knew that there weren't many like him. People like him had usually been hunted and kill by the hunters. They didn't understand that people like him were special. If they would listen they could help out a lot. But he kept replaying the cards in his head. He didn't do the spread often because a lot of times he didn't want to know the information. The wheel of fortune was it and it inverted position in his Celtic cross tarot spread it told him that hunters were coming. It told him unexpected problems where to come but since it was a full moon he was stronger and could see more. The crossing card was the knight of cups introverted again. Illusions and lies would be shattered. He knew he would cause all the knowledge that the hunters previously knew to be shattered and questioned. Judgement cam next ass the root card facing the correct way he knew he would get answers that he needed and face the judgement of someone but at the time he couldn't tell who. The fool came up in the past he saw the blind faith in the traditions that the hunters fallowed that would lead them too him. The outcomes card didn't solidify his fears, it made them so much worse. It wasn't showing him what it normally represented it its right side. Normally it meant triumph but it was showing him two things. A new partnership coming out of this or the death of many of the people involved. But the future influence showed him that it was someone from the past coming back. He knew this person would be an ally but again he could not see who it was. He worries lessened when the hermit came up it the self-spot. He knew that he would be a guiding light and sheading light and understanding to the hunters. It was so short lived when he saw the environment card. The tower. He hated the card nothing good came from it. He was going to have to go out of his comfort zone to help these hunters. He soon learned that it would be worth it in doing so; the homes and fears card came up justice and he knew that they would have to help each other to get through this. What didn't make sense was why the strength card came up in the outcome place. It made no sense all he could gather was the literally sense of the word. After he finished he piled the cards back up and was about to go to bed. Then a voice in his head told him to stop. He froze and looked back at the cards. They started levitating and swirling into the air. First the lovers floated in front of him.
"This represents two who are to come. They are in denial of what they are." Next the devil floated in front of him. "This shows the one that will need your help the most. This is you," as the magician came into view "you will show your skill and wisdom to them. But they are going to be pulled into this and their seal will be broken." The ten of cups floated next to the magician.
"No anything but that. If his seal breaks..." the ten of cups represented true love. He was protecting them with all of his power that he could. "You can't bring him into this. He is nowhere ready for it. You know how much of my power is going to it. If that returns there is no telling how that is going to affect me."
"It is not your choice. It is what has to be done. You know that the web of fate is not easily rewritten. Because all of this is to protect this." the world card came into view. How could it get any worse? The circle of life. The literal sense of the card.
"Why me though?" he asked.
"You know that answer all too well. You need to get some sleep. My brother will be here soon."