Jester's Circus
After the lesson with Rosaline ended, I returned to my small room in the library. Sleep, however, eluded me. Her words echoed in my mind, particularly the ones about the Major and Minor Arcana cards. I held the Fool's card in my hand, staring at it with a mix of astonishment and fear. It was a Major Arcana card, one of only twenty-two. The implications of that fact were staggering.
The Fool's card was more than just a piece of paper. It represented power, potential, and danger. Tjough i had experienced it first hand, I could barely comprehend the enormity of it. The benefits were tantalizing—unseen paths, hidden opportunities, the potential to bend reality itself. But the dangers were just as real. The Eldritch world was not kind to those who wielded such power carelessly. Sanity was a fragile thing, easily shattered by the forces lurking in the shadows.