Zodiac Signs: Thirteen

2. Capricorn

"I can't remember the last time I wasn't being blunt about it." - Capricorn

~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've always wondered if I ever had intuition.

It's hard to explain, but sometimes - very rarely, actually - I would suddenly be overcome with strange attack to me chest. Like a burst of emotions suddenly captured my heart and strangling it with all it's might.

As strangely descriptive as that was, it was not actually a bad feeling. It felt like I had been nervous, excited and in a state of panic all at once. It was strange experience but the reason for it was just as strange. It was always before I had an encounter that changed me, or made me think about changing. A strong message that seemed to have an impact on me.

"I hate you."

Yeah, something like that.

Wait...

"... What?" I had asked. My voice barely managed to properly articulate the word. That was how baffled I had been.

"Are you deaf in terms of hearing me, Thirteen?" Sumire scoffed. "I said I hate you."

It was raining.

The skies had finally given in to temptation and started covering the dry earth with it's repressed emotions. It did not even start with a light drizzle. This had been a full blown downpour.

After finishing up my session with Pisces I was on my way to Capricorn when I had received a message.

(Go the Second Zodiac Garden, it is close by so you will not miss it.)

Realizing that it was most likely Sumire Moriko I made my way over to the garden when the rain started its downpour. On the way whilst wondering if the garden was still the destination I found myself again in awe.

The garden, The Second Zodiac Garden, was covered in a glass ceiling.

Supported by four stone pillars, the multiple sheets of glass took a dome shape with beautiful clarity. There were also funnels that transported the rainwater along canals to water the great number of plants the garden housed. It must have been a botanical garden.

I walked in and found the person I was looking in the centre. She was sitting at the round table with with a chess board playing against herself.

Her purple eyes were focused on the board in front of her. The expression on her pretty face was of someone who took things seriously even though she was grinning. Her long silver hair seemed perfect for this kind of weather.

A terrifying beauty.

The air around her seemed different from the other signs I had talked to so far. The nervous sensation in my chest was starting up.

After seeing her put herself in checkmate I made my way over to her. It had felt like it would be a huge problem if I had interrupted her game so I waited.

"Hey," I said and took my seat across from her.

Sumire glanced up at me. Her enigmatic smile was still on her face when she started to speak.

"Hello, Thirteen. I am the representative for Capricorn, Sumire Moriko." Her expression stayed the same as always. It did not change in the slightest.

"I hate you," she said.

And that's how we got here.

"... Why do you hate me?" I asked. "I've never met you before."

"I will never meet Hitler although I hate him. Trump is a horrible president who I never want to meet because I hate him. I have never met my father but I hate him. Are you following, Thirteen?"