Chapter 12: The Tarot Cards

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I always dreamed of having my own personal deck of Tarot Cards, I hadn't thought of them since I thought about learning Magic. 

I was watching the moon, Thats when I heard something.  A small rustle, I expected the wolf to be back, but when I turned around a small sack made of Brown Fabric sat between some of the Dry Grass. Eh, I guess it was Harmless after all it was just a bag. But never did I expect my own Personal Pack of Tarot Cards, OH YEAH BABY! Then a misty voice spoke to me, Not like the Mythic Dawn's voice but more Elusive. I looked around and noticed a small note of the deck of Tarot Cards

Dear Keira Robinson

I'm sorry to hear Throg died, Although I destroyed all Prophecies that may be Important to the Mythic Dawn, They're after people from the Mudane Realms like you. I know this sounds Crazy, But give the small piece of glass to Chad Redbeck, its part of his quest to bring you back to the Human Realm. Also incase the Mythic Dawn asks you to preform Magic, heres a starter kit. 

With Best Regards - Romanova. 

Romanova? Who is Romanova? Anyways I had to give Chad this Fragment of Glass, but something else caught my mind- A Handbook. A Handbook labeled- Beginner Magic for young Wizards Ages 5-15. Well I guess it was in my age group. It had a cute drawing of a young boy waving a wand. It reminded me of when I never knew Violence Existed, But then I swear the boy winked at me- Did the Picture move? I had so many questions at the moment, I decided not to ask. When I noticed something- That tent from Camping in the forest. Now I feel like I had the answers, That was Romanova's tent.

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