"You didn't have to do anything," Emma told her, as she pulled the velvet pouch from its wrapping. "But thank you. It's lovely." She didn't point out that Emma was merely a nickname based on her actual initials; Liz wouldn't have known. It was still a very thoughtful gift. "And I got a bunch of decks in my egg last month, I'm sure there's a good one in need of a bag."
From the messenger bag she usually carried, she pulled a similar pouch, this one a mossy green silk, and from it her favorite Shadowscapes deck. She shuffled a few times, adding in a flourish and a fan, more at ease with the cards than trying to put on a show. The ease had come largely from putting on a show for so long, but it wasn't so much her intent today. Then she set the neatly stacked cards in front of Liz on the table.
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Date: 2018-05-09 07:30 pm (UTC)From the messenger bag she usually carried, she pulled a similar pouch, this one a mossy green silk, and from it her favorite Shadowscapes deck. She shuffled a few times, adding in a flourish and a fan, more at ease with the cards than trying to put on a show. The ease had come largely from putting on a show for so long, but it wasn't so much her intent today. Then she set the neatly stacked cards in front of Liz on the table.
"Have you had a tarot reading before?"