Ooo, I'm dying to find out.
Sometimes, when I'm right in the middle of it, I forgot all the things I've learned.
After the tantrum yesterday, I went home and it was smelling like something was burning. I searched throughout the house. Everything was fine as it should be.
There's only one more thing that prances around with smoky smell.
"Red?"
The dragon showed himself, mosey out from the corner to the kitchen. He huffed a puff of smoke before saying, "The instinctive nature needs not be broken but refined and brought to consciousness" Red reached behind my head, and like a magician draws out a coin behind a person's ear, the dragon drew out a card and hand it to me.
The Magician.
I looked at the card and laughed to myself, "Well, at least it's not The Fool." When I looked up again, Red was gone.
Oh, if only I was a card reader. Guess it's time to hit the books again.