6/14/17
No murder this time
After the rabbit murder I was loath to read Augustās tarot today. He promised to hone his will and intention further before another attempt. I threatened to exercise him if ever even thought about doing that again. He looked out the window, his silence, I know by now, is merely a ploy to appease me. Heāll try again, heās desperate to reach Evelyn.
To make matters worse, the tarot I drew today seemed to encourage him in his mad endeavor. He took it that way at least, despite my attempt to spin it otherwise. I drew the Ace of Wands. Another card of new beginnings.
āBut not new beginnings of the material sort, August. These are new beginnings of the mind. I think you ought to take it as encouragement, yes, but that youāll get to Evelyn in your current, spiritual state, not in the mangled body of an animal you possessed.ā
āBah! Valiant attempt.ā
At this August faded into the bookcase, leaving only his chill behind.