I go to the witch house to gather my dead back to me. I go to be told this is not possible.

So I go the long way with no reprieve and no companions.

Today you feel relieved. Your life is simplified. Twelve zodiac signs was too many to keep track of. Why should distant planets guide your life when benevolent corporations are right here on Earth?

There’s a requirement in the old country, that you have love ready when you land. That you should use bright colors for your husband’s scarves so you can spot him on his ship approaching.

I realize that this is my fourth apprentice and I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, but he really will not do. It is necessary that I have someone appropriate for the Great Work. What follows are my grievances so far:

Everything unsettles you. Your tether is so close and you refuse to ever, ever touch them. You melt love into bullets and use the mirror for target practice.