2/15/18
August is back. The showers are communal here, I was washing up when he appeared in front of me.
āThereās a for sale sign in our front yard.ā Rage turns Augustās limpid complexion almost a living pink.
āYes. I live here now.ā I stood firm, having danced naked in the ceremony Iād lost any shyness I had about my body.
āWriter, this is unacceptable. These people donāt like me.ā He was shouting, but this little wooden shower shed swallowed his voice.
āBecause youāre abusive and dangerous, August.ā
āItās just how I am,ā he roared and lunged at me. I put up my hand. I stopped him in his path with pure intent.
āWell, you can learn to be another way or you can go. Itās up to you. Now get out of here so I can finish my shower.ā
When I drew the Empress later, I had a small hope that I could someday embody her strength and regal bearing. I am, after all, a creator.
2/16/18
Augustās presence has not been easy, but I like that everyone here puts him in his place. I just hope they arenāt underestimating him. I made sure to tell Mal to tell everyone he has killed people.
He laughed. āNot many here are people.ā
Which I had forgotten.
I drew the Six of Pentacles for August today. reversed, thatās prosperity and growth upended. For a moment I panicked, but then I remembered it was Augustās card, and warned him to watch his step.
2/17/18
I drew the Daughter of Wands today. Willow grinned at me when she saw it.
āWhat?ā I asked.
āPiperās coming home today.ā She practically flew out the door to tell Mal. August huffed in the corner so I left him there without comment.
intruguing!