Just a quick paint, not much time on me rn, so kinda rushed it.
I need to clean up after the flood.

🎩: Every time I ask Madam Beryl to divine for me, my heart inevitably races. I long to catch a glimpse of the future's path, yet I fear hearing an outcome that displeases me.

💾: Either embrace the unknown, or accept it with composure.

🎩: I've always been curious, what must it feel like for a diviner to see themselves or their loved ones in a crystal?

💾: Why this sudden reflection?