Queen of Cups

King of Wands

A.n. Trigger warning, I will say blood a lot but nobody does here yet. Maybe only my dignity... Wait that's dead for almost two decades.

KING OF WANDS

Upright: Big Picture, Leader, Overcoming Challenges

Reversed: Impulsive, Overbearing, Unachievable Expectations

Polnareff looked at her fearful but she looked calmer. "I really just want them to be happy. Not hang up with a future corpse."

"I cannot allow you to die. Raisa would kill me."

She took a deep breath. "Why me?"

"That's what I asked myself when I lost Sherry... She was taken away from me in the most inhumane way. But you, like her, are a strong woman. Unlike her, you can change your fate. She cannot anymore, and I wasn't there to actually save her..."

"Gramps," (Name) started, and both giggled. "I promise I won't die, as long as you take care of my Grandma. Is it a deal?"

"Deal!" They spitted in their left hand and shook them. This should've been done with blood, but since she said that maybe she can save a life, even with Dio's energy inside of her, she didn't risk a cut.

Once returned home she decided that it was time for her to prepare for the next day. And so she chose to record herself the transformations she with going through. Every sign of Dio inside her, from the skin burning under the sun, to the large fangs she bear that she was glad they didn't notice earlier today.

She spent several hours pointing all the details of her transformation, the nightmares and dreams she had with DIO in her.

The clock stroke 3:33 am as the booklet had been created. That is what she should be remembered by in case she died. On the last page, it was glued a letter in case she died, regarding her feeling about the men that were now helping her defeat her father and demon.

She used her black candle's wax to make a sigil. Using Moonhigh Queen, she created an ice stamp, that pressed on. The symbol? A moon and a sun.

Sun being part of the hieropathesse, the high priestess, as the sun was considered the Divine in Christianity, house of God and one of her sides.

The moon was her feelings, the subconscious mind, what she has behind the appearance. Bendis,  Selena, Luna, Ursula... All the names of the same deity, mother moon.

The starseed she was because, after all... Sun is just another kind of star.

And so, she drifted to bed.

.•°•~~~~~2 Days Until Prom~~~~~•°•.

An almost typical Wednesday, the gyp hall was turned into a blood donation center, with people even from the outside, but were fewer.

One such man was Masaru, but was accompanied by his own son.

"I see. Nothing bonds a father and a son better than a blood pool." She said, as Kakyoin turned around to see her.

Masaru saluted politely, and Kakyoin was next in line for the blood verification.

"You're (Name), right?" Tenmei's father spoke.

"Yes... I am!"

"Oh ok... Lucky me. Orla wants to know if you need help with the prom makeup or hairdo. She said that she and Holly want to come over to school and ask you if you want to."