I moved through the dark, velvet-blue night as if in a dream.
I'm not a man predisposed to occult interests,
but I was being drawn by a stream of energy with the allure of a Siren
and the grip of a child.
I entered the shadowy, ornate room of the Seeress.
She looked up with green eyes and took my hand.
"I see in your palm a powerful line of destination," she began, "and in your future..."
"Yes?" I inquired, somewhat earnestly, somewhat anxiously, "what do you see?
"A Seeress," she answered quietly.
Who was I to argue with a Higher Power?
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Fantastic Alexander Gomelsky
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