Demona's Tarot

The seer took out her tarot deck and shuffled it for her visitor; someone she'd been doing readings for since she was old enough to read the cards. As had her mother before her, and her grandmother.

In all those years and readings, one card that had never turned up was Death. The seer had commented on that once, and the blue-skinned gargoyle had smiled. "And it likely never will."

"The Death card doesn't necessarily mean dying; it also signifies great change in your life."

The smile had become a bitter chuckle. "And for me, it will never turn up..."