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Instructions: Draw one card from the Major Arcana deck. This card is your Shadow and represents who you were in your past. Keep your Shadow face-up next to you. Use this card as a guide for uncovering your past.

Justice

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The Justice tarot card is a symbol of truth, fairness, and law.

Also, since I had no idea what kind of world I wanted to play in, I used Mythic to generate 2 civilization descriptions: Fearful, and Religious. and then went to the genre wheel to pick a genre where I ended up with... Western. 

So... a western setting in a town that's fearful and religious, and in the past I was represented by Justice, truth, fairness, and law. Sounds a bit too much like real life to me lol

Let's see what I can do with that.

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Act 1: Pentacles

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You wake up in an unfamiliar place, seemingly within a town or city. You cannot remember who you are or why you are here. All you know for certain is that you are not in your home.

First Pentacle: Ace.
Prompt: You take a moment to familiarize yourself with your surroundings. Where are you?
Major Arcana for Interpretation: The High Priestess

 

My eyes blink open to blinding sunlight. The world smells of dust and candle wax. I am on the threshold of a narrow chapel, its door yawning open like a mouth that wants to swallow me whole. The walls are sunbaked adobe, their whitewash peeling to reveal the darker clay beneath, as though even the building hides its true face. Inside, rows of rough pews face a carved altar draped in heavy fabric. Behind it, a painted woman stares down at me from a high niche, a veil over her hair, eyes solemn, one hand raised as if in blessing, the other holding a small set of scales. A saint, perhaps? Or maybe an idol... I can’t decide which.

It’s quiet here, but not peaceful. The air feels thick with things unspoken, the way two people can sit side-by-side and never say the truth they both know. I push myself to my feet and walk slowly into the chapel. A book rests open on the altar, its pages covered in tiny, looping script I don’t recognize, but I'm certain it means something important.

I have the feeling that I shouldn’t be here. 

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