2/9/18
I drew the Four of Cups reversed this morning. It’s time to give a little more of myself. I’ve become so guarded from living with August for so long. The love I have to give is spilling from the cups and going to waste. I’ve resolved to tell Mal how I feel about him.
2/10/18
I drew the Seven of Wands, a card of courage, this morning, so I went to Mal’s trailer. He had just finished eating breakfast. He wore a black tank top and slacks, his hair was messy, still, from sleep. He smiled when he saw me and it lit up the trailer. I know he’s a demon, but he’s so handsome and sweet, it’s hard to care.
“Rebecca, good morning, I’m pleased you’re here.” He held his hand out to me. I took it and he pulled me into an embrace. I melted, it sounds so juvenile, but I did. I was a puddle of woman in his arms.
“I want to stay here forever,” I said. He tilted my chin up and kissed me. It was soft and sweet and spiraled into a carnal blaze I’ll always feel beneath my skin.
2/11/18
I slept in Mal’s trailer last night. My trailer will probably just be for work which is coming along nicely now that I’ve fallen into the rhythm of the Circus. I’ve also started to chronicle the doings of the people here. Mal says what they do for humanity is important, having it written down will be beneficial for posterity. I don’t fully understand all of what they do, but the Circus is more of a front. They do shows and stuff, but it’s an easy way to travel and get access to community members, I guess. I don’t know, it’s good vs. evil stuff, but not like you’d think. They aren’t the evil ones. Once I learn more I’ll be able to explain it better.
I drew the Son of Pentacles today, a card of loyalty and determination. So I’ve sworn my loyalty to the Circus, I take the oath in a ceremony tomorrow. Should be interesting.
