Backlund, Cherwood Borough.
As the Crimson Light faded from her eyes, Fors once again saw her familiar desk and the open notebook where she recorded her inspirations.
There was nothing novel about the experience anymore, but it still filled her with awe.
This was power beyond humanity, a might possessed only by gods!
She steadied herself, gathered the spiritual materials she kept on hand, prepared the altar, and sacrificed the Rose Bishop Beyonder Characteristic Above the Gray Fog.
Only then did Fors turn to her plans for the future:
"Once the films Abner shot are actually put to use, I should be able to digest a good portion of my Trickmaster Potion...
"But I can't rely on that alone. I still need to seek out opportunities to perform.
"Yet it doesn't feel right to fool and deceive people... Where should I draw the line? Do I really have to join a circus?"
Fors instinctively resisted the idea, but then she recalled what Mr. World had said at the Tarot Club gathering about the strange events at Bansy Harbor, the Red Angel Medici, and Rose Redemption...
Then there was the Great Smog and the True Creator's repeated attempts to descend...
One event after another suggested that the world was changing, and the future might grow ever more dangerous.
More importantly, something Abner had once said to her and Xio had hinted at the same thing.
Even Moon, that rather easygoing vampire, asked Mr. Hanged Man at the end of the gathering how to swindle money out of his family... No, how to secure an investment from the Sanguine. As one of the lowest-Sequence members of the Tarot Club, I need to work hard too!
After giving herself a pep talk, Fors rose and paced around the living room, trying to decide