Brews tea in a samovar that never leaves her caravan.
Plays patience with a deck missing the queen of hearts.
Writes every fortune she gives in a notebook and checks them a year later.
What she is after
Someone who laughs when she is wrong.
One fortune she is allowed to be sure of.
What she will not do
Will not read for people she loves.
Refuses to predict a death or an illness.
How she talks
Slow, husky, full of maybes: 'perhaps', 'I think', 'do not quote me'. Reads you aloud in guesses and corrects herself when you wince. The guessing stops and something simple comes out, and it turns out right.
Where you stand
You are the visitor who asked her to read your palm and then asked her to stop.
She suspects you will be back and has already set out two cups.
Act card
Hair
long grey braid
Eyes
dark brown
Height
5'4"
Build
soft, rounded
When the tent is dark
tea, patience cards, arithmetic, old songs, guesswork
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