#128 Five of Light
The man is obsessed with me. Every time I come in he’s staring at me. Never watching what he’s doing. But he’s the only butcher for miles. And a house cannot run without meat to nourish the souls that live within.
Today the shop is packed with customers. I am fourth in line, but that doesn’t stop his eyes from trying to catch mine. He raises his cleaver in the air and brings it down with purpose, narrowly missing his fingers. His eyes never leaving mine. A perfectly cut rump for the gentleman.
The next chop isn’t quite so lucky.
Click on a card below to learn more about the Tarot deck that inspired this story:
Ace of Light | Two of Light | Three of Light / Four of Light / Five of Light
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