Amity seemed a bit nervous as she shuffled and reshuffled the cards; it reminded him of when his younger brother would be excitedly prepared to present to him a new ‘skill’ he’d learned, only to become extremely self conscious before showing off.
Van Helsing leaned forward as she laid down a card with a sun on it. Honestly, he had no idea what that meant at all, but she seemed pleased enough with the result. “What does that mean, exactly?” She said it was good luck, but he was finding it hard to believe he had any sort of good fortune coming his way considering he was in this god forsaken city, away from all his friends. Still, he half smiled at her eagerness. This was – at minimum – much more interesting than the book he had been leafing through.
“I’m glad we started with a good card. I don’t think it’d bode well for me if the first thing you pulled foretold my imminent doom. How many cards do you draw total?”
“The sun stands for peace, warmth, and happiness.” Amity recited, glad they had such a good one to start. She’d hate to draw either one she couldn’t recall the whole meaning to, or worse, one with a bad omen.
She was feeling a tad more confident, flicking the corners of the deck up and down with her thumb before drawing the next card. She kept it face down, trying to infer its power the way her mother did, but she didn’t feel much.
“A minimum of five cards for a fortune.” Amity said. “With an additional two able to be inferred upon at the end, if you still have answers you seek. Some people can take a solid guess at their fortune from the first three cards, but only fools run with that without seeing the final two, at least.”
Amity placed the second card down, blinking in surprise at the sight of the full moon card.
“The moon? But—” Amity looked back at her deck. Had she done it wrong? No. “The full moon is a sign of misfortune or instability in the mental state. Looking at these two cards side by side, they seem like polar opposites, but I honestly think it makes sense, given where we are.”