You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it
Ellyra's eyes were fixed on the cards as Alys revealed the narrative of her past, present, and future. The Wheel of Fortune spoke of changes, a relentless journey onward. The Ten of Pentacles unfolded a present of success and community, promising abundance. But the Five of Wands hinted at impending challenges and conflict, causing a flicker of contemplation in Ellyra's gaze.
Alys's invitation to ask questions lingered in the air, and Ellyra, intrigued by the mystic dance of the cards, couldn't help but wonder about the details of the challenges ahead. "What kind of challenges are they going to be?" she inquired, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and a hint of anticipation. she asked the question even though Alys said she couldn't exactly see the future. The lioness didn't care, though, as she leaned in closer, enraptured in the possibilities.
Alys's invitation to ask questions lingered in the air, and Ellyra, intrigued by the mystic dance of the cards, couldn't help but wonder about the details of the challenges ahead. "What kind of challenges are they going to be?" she inquired, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and a hint of anticipation. she asked the question even though Alys said she couldn't exactly see the future. The lioness didn't care, though, as she leaned in closer, enraptured in the possibilities.
Ellyra
I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets
