Very strange. . .
This seems to be the perfect time to post this.
Heero and I have been staying in a Bed and Breakfast called "the Bold Piper" run by the McCrimmon family. They're very nice people. The patriarch is defiantly Scottish, despite the family having lived in England for years and keeps trying to talk Heero into wearing a kilt. Heero isn't sure what to say about it without being rude. I find it funny and have suggested he wear one in privacy.
The town is very nice, despite an obsession with Robin Hood; there's very few places you can get away from the outlaws of Sherwood. Heero and I were walking through the church jumble sale when we found ourselves in the line leading up to a small wagon. It was a real gypsy fortune teller. I thought it amusing and Heero unnecessary. We went in together.
She was on the older side of middle age, with grey-streaked hair and too-red lipstick and nails. She wore huge hoop earrings and a multiplicity of necklaces over a paisley, long sleeved blouse. We handed over our five pounds and took our seats around a round table with a napped cloth of some inderterminate color. She shuffled a deck of cards and cut them into three piles. She told us to choose one. Heero shrugged and I picked the pile on the far left.
She put that pile on top of the deck and dealt three cards. She frowned and then laid out nine more cards. She swept them all together and stared at us.
"Who are you?" she demanded. "You have had one future and now you have a second? You are not what you seem and yet. . . and yet. . ." she shook her head.
"Yes?" Heero scowled suspiciously.
"Tangled, very tangled," she shook her head again. She suddenly caught my hand. "She will save your brother. Do not fear for him. Be careful for yourself."
She let go and pointed at Heero. "You are the Protector. It is placed in your hands."
She put her hands over her mouth. "You have so much in your hands... all of you. Please, please leave." She threw the five pound note back at us. "Take your money, leave! Go back to your friends - they need you."
Very disturbing.
We will be home soon. Everyone take care.
Heero and I have been staying in a Bed and Breakfast called "the Bold Piper" run by the McCrimmon family. They're very nice people. The patriarch is defiantly Scottish, despite the family having lived in England for years and keeps trying to talk Heero into wearing a kilt. Heero isn't sure what to say about it without being rude. I find it funny and have suggested he wear one in privacy.
The town is very nice, despite an obsession with Robin Hood; there's very few places you can get away from the outlaws of Sherwood. Heero and I were walking through the church jumble sale when we found ourselves in the line leading up to a small wagon. It was a real gypsy fortune teller. I thought it amusing and Heero unnecessary. We went in together.
She was on the older side of middle age, with grey-streaked hair and too-red lipstick and nails. She wore huge hoop earrings and a multiplicity of necklaces over a paisley, long sleeved blouse. We handed over our five pounds and took our seats around a round table with a napped cloth of some inderterminate color. She shuffled a deck of cards and cut them into three piles. She told us to choose one. Heero shrugged and I picked the pile on the far left.
She put that pile on top of the deck and dealt three cards. She frowned and then laid out nine more cards. She swept them all together and stared at us.
"Who are you?" she demanded. "You have had one future and now you have a second? You are not what you seem and yet. . . and yet. . ." she shook her head.
"Yes?" Heero scowled suspiciously.
"Tangled, very tangled," she shook her head again. She suddenly caught my hand. "She will save your brother. Do not fear for him. Be careful for yourself."
She let go and pointed at Heero. "You are the Protector. It is placed in your hands."
She put her hands over her mouth. "You have so much in your hands... all of you. Please, please leave." She threw the five pound note back at us. "Take your money, leave! Go back to your friends - they need you."
Very disturbing.
We will be home soon. Everyone take care.