Owl from Mercuria Casaubon to Alexandre DeVries, dated 26 August 1942...
Carefully sealed and warded:
Wednesday, 26 August 1942, Sun in Leo, Moon in Pisces, Libra rising at 11 degrees
Dear Alec,
Please stop calling me Six. If you must insist upon believing that the Game is real, then you must also accept that Camille is the Six and I am the Three. But I am not a number; I can do as I please. I’ve always been the Three. You know I’m not the embodiment of femininity!
You seem to have forgot about the Rule of Nines. Maybe that’s how you managed to take 19 June 1931 and get six out of it-did you forget to cast out the nines? Please go back and re-read your Fibonacci.
Sincerely,
Meric
PS: Stop trying to get your parents to betroth us to each other. Are they as mad as you? They need to look more closely at my nativity. Do the afflictions in the fifth house mean nothing to them? It doesn’t look good for babies, which is the main reason for arranging marriages between people who are already allied to each other.