“The Two of Cups.” His voice doesn’t waver, but when his eyes, swirling with the colors cast by the Chalice, drift toward mine, I can see a full array of emotions in them. His mouth presses into a hard line, as if he’s physically trying to hold back the unspoken threat that I can practically hear him screaming in his mind. The Two of Cups. A romance card. A man and woman stand facing each other, both toasting full goblets. Their expressions are relaxed—and yet tinged with apprehension and excitement. Their lips are parted as if frozen on an inhale. Ribbons swirl up and around their hands,
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