So Zabini knew, then, what awaited him. Elliot glanced over the cards again, his fingers hovering over them, as if his interpretation would change. "Your body is carrying a burden with it," Elliot said, as gently as he could. "With the reversed death card, I feel that you are resisting this as best you can — and that the burden is of an increasing stagnation."
How did it feel, to know your body was fighting you? Elliot didn't know; he had only ever fought his mind.
He cleared his throat and met Zabini's eyes for there last card. "The hermit, as you know, generally means you have a single purpose, and that you know yourself — I expect that this is your relationship to Divination, and I believe you are at harmony with it, that the Sight gives you your purpose."
He could not relate to that, either.
How did it feel, to know your body was fighting you? Elliot didn't know; he had only ever fought his mind.
He cleared his throat and met Zabini's eyes for there last card. "The hermit, as you know, generally means you have a single purpose, and that you know yourself — I expect that this is your relationship to Divination, and I believe you are at harmony with it, that the Sight gives you your purpose."
He could not relate to that, either.