Welcome to Gaia! ::

Cirrus had stopped reading his own tea leaves. He had decided he could live without any direct warnings of oncoming doom (or perhaps he’d simply stopped worrying about such things when you were living with someone who had once drowned you as a child), if it meant escaping such disquieting symbols as horses, parasols or heaven forbid, a heart. They’d been cropping up at an alarming rate.

At least he would soon have something to distract from comfortable cohabitation and with LaLo’s support, had finally decided to reopen his business. It would be a slow start but he was determined to start combating Nevermore's dangerous sway over the local new age market.

He was in a good mood when he returned home, a contented look on his face as he stepped through the door. Some of the charms that he had put away had been replaced and the wind chimes out the front were tinkling merrily in a gentle gust of wind. It felt homely and perfect and his smile when he saw La Llorona waiting for him, was fond.

"I put the notice in the newsletter," he told her as he shut the door, only really noticing the box once he’d stepped closer. He didn’t ask what it was, he just waited.