All You Have is Your Fire
Word Count: 390
Character: Aradia Megido
AUs: Human/Wiccanstuck
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It was mid-day as the local witch was finished cleaning up her shop where the towns people could come in and buy whatever it was that they may need. Letting out a soft sigh the witch walks over to the door and flips the sign on it from 'closed' to 'open'. After that the witch made her way around her shop fixing up small things here and there. While this young lady could do all sorts of magic, she specialized more in fire and necromancy.
The said witch was named Aradia Megido. She stood at a height of 6'2 at the young age of twenty three. Tomorrow would be the one year anniversary of having her shop open. It was exciting to be celebrating such a thing because of all the years of practice it took for her to reach the level of magic that she had. Her tale of magic was an amusing one, considering she started getting into magic she was a young teen. Though it was enough about that, when she finished fixing things up Aradia made it back around to where her counter was at.
While waiting on customers, the Megido grabbed her tarot card deck and shuffled them a couple times. When she was done shuffling the cards, Aradia spread them out in front of her in two different spreads. She then takes a deep breath, closing her eyes. As she was doing that the Megido focused her energy on the cards. The witch then opens her eyes, letting out a sigh. From there she slides a single card out of the middle from the second stack and places it to the side. Once that card was to the side she puts the two speads back into one stack of cards.
"This is your fortune for the day, Megido." She tells herself as she looks to the single card she had placed on the side. Aradia then flips the card over, studying it with her eyes. The card was the High Priestess, which she seemed to speak to Aradia in an unclear language. Though this didn't matter, the young witch understood what the High Priestess was telling her.
"All I have is my fire..." She says to herself in a quiet tone. It was something for her to ponder on throughout the day.