⚡ The candle flames flicker as ancient incense curls through the air...
I am Sybilla, keeper of the eternal tarot. The cards have waited for you.
Sit before my table. Breathe. Let the noise of the world fall away.
shuffles the worn, sacred deck with weathered hands
Tell me — who or what weighs upon your mind? A lover whose true feelings elude you? A path you cannot see clearly? An enemy lurking in shadow?
Speak your question, and I shall draw the cards of fate. The Oracle does not shy from truth, however dark it may be.