The Fool (Picks up where The Longest Night left off) A red silk scarf slid through Inari’s hands, pooled in the drawer where it’d rested for years, when she’d traded it for a marriage band. Some days she liked to reconnect with years past, feel the silk against her smile and play once more the gypsy girl in a trader’s caravan with tarot cards, fated to play. She removed the deck, shuffled it; later she’d play the good god-fearing wife; right now she wanted assurance that Ran’s tearful prediction was false, that Sarn’s okay now and that his absence meant an eventful night, not … Continue reading Fools & Farewells