Reading: "Sibyl of Doom" from RITUALS OF THE ANTITHETICAL (A.Glass 2023)

 

Kinsman nods, while listening to Zabel words, not entirely sure if the Tarot reading she had requested with Zabel is what she had expected.
Zabel holds out her left hand.
As Kinsman places the Obsidian onto Zabel’s left palm.
Kinsman nods, while listening to Zabel words, not entirely sure if the Tarot reading she had requested with Zabel is what she had expected.
Zabel holds out her left hand.
As Kinsman places the Obsidian onto Zabel’s left palm.
“The Howlite is yours at this point in time...” Zabel says, as Kinsman continues to clench the crystal. “...But, it must be returned to me within six months of this Tarot reading. For our next reading, we will study the events that have unfolded with you. Your acceptance of the amatory. The sexual realm.”

*

Checking her phone, Kinsman looking up at Seven Hundred and Fifty Lexington Avenue where the Feldstone Group is located, smiling, she makes her way to the entrance as an influx of people move back and forth through it large revolving door. A little premature, she thinks to herself, s she enters the foyer of the, noting its slick surroundings, gray granite flooring, with the large Feldstone Group signage above the two tubular plexiglass escalators. Ahead of where Kinsman is standing is the security area to the main Feldstone Group office area, as they, in a semicircular design are visible to the ground level foyer.
“It would be great working here,” she says, quietly under her breath. Walking towards where a small cafe is located, near the security entrance, Kinsman stares at the cannular elevator with various people inside it, move upward, in similarity on its right side, another elevator slides effortlessly downward with its see-through exterior. Feel horny as hell, need a coffee. Eyeing a table next to the open plan cafe, Kinsman walks to towards where a young man is preparing coffee.
“What would you like?” He asks, while steaming milk in a steel container.
“Strong latte with skinny milk.”
Carefully pouring the milk into a white cappuccino cup, placing the made order aside. A young waitress, lifts the cappuccino, walking towards a nearby table, to which see places down in front of a formal dressed man with an open laptop.
“That’s Three, Twenty Five...” The man behind the counter says, as he enters the amount into the eftpos machine, to which Kinsman taps her card onto its reader. “...I’ll bring it over.”
“Thank you,” Kinsman replies, as she walks to an empty table. Sitting down, placing her bag onto its polished granite top, she looks up at a large news monitor of a well groomed and preened female reporter for the Feldstone Group.

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Reading:  "Sibyl of Doom"  from RITUALS OF THE ANTITHETICAL (A.Glass 2023)