Trick Card
“Note, dear lady, that the card does not face you, but faces me. It is inverted.” The overwhelming dread I felt a few moments ago broke, and I quite…
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“Note, dear lady, that the card does not face you, but faces me. It is inverted.” The overwhelming dread I felt a few moments ago broke, and I quite…
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