The Loving Menace

There weren’t always dragons in the Valley and my Skies, do I miss the days before they arrived. These slimy reptiles have become a nuisance to the airways, traipsing through the clouds with no regard for lanes or those around them. Albeit, broom riders and pterocentaurs and phoenixes and pixies may not make for the most cautious of flyers. But at least we’re defensive!

“Son of a-!”

An eight-foot wide kaleidoscope scaled wing swipes in front of me, not only blocking my view of the sky, but nearly knocking me off my broom. Power gathers in my fingertips, sending a tingle down my spine as I pull back on the helm of my broomstick. I look up to see the asshole zooming ahead as if he didn’t almost kill me.

Not that a drop from the sky would be nearly enough to take me out.

Puissance shoots out from the broom’s bristles as I pick up speed to catch up to that overgrown lizard, only to be stopped by the raven’s caw of a light up ahead. Unfortunately for the dragon, I’m not the most reasonable person when I feel slighted. Fixing my glare on its back, I watch as it zooms through the red light and with a flick of my finger, he’s jerked backwards, running into a crossing phoenix. Who are known to have quite an explosive temper.

Like I said, us Valley natives are the BEST at defensive flying.

With a satisfied smile, I follow the flow of flyers detouring away from the fiery fight that ensues, not at all shocked by the tussle in the clouds. Behind me, I hear the incessant cawing of the raven, an alarm calling for Sky guards to come break up the fight. Pulling my phone out from my satchel, I pause the tarot reading I’d forgotten was playing through my earphones, and open SkyMaps to reroute towards Silver Springs.

I put my broomstick on cruise control as it redirects to my destination. A simpering smile crawls across my face and I let loose a tiny squeal. It’s been a whole two weeks since I’ve seen or heard from Ray and after spending hours shuffling tarot cards and polishing my useless crystal ball, I reached out to him. As much as I wish I could easily see what was next for our relationship, my future has always been blurry. I can look at a stranger on the street and tell you exactly how they will die, yet when it comes to me, there’s nothing but mist. Even the most powerful of witches have failed to see through the fog that is my future. Unfortunately, this extends to anyone I’m closely connected to. The anxiety of not knowing what my current lover is thinking or planning in regards to our relationship is unbearable. So… I’ve resorted to general pick-a-card readings on Mootube from readers who can barely tell the difference between a reversal and an upright card. But hey, when you’re down and out like me, you’ll listen to any mouth spout. Of course, after years of avid tarot watching, I have managed to find one witch whose readings never fail to resonate with my soul.

Readjusting my earpods, I restart the latest video from MoonlightGuidance tarot called, “*SEPERATION/NO CONTACT* HOW YOUR PERSON REALLY TRULY FEELS ABOUT YOU”.

MG’s bubbly voice flows through the speaker and before I click over to my pile, I look up to check the airways for any reckless flyers like earlier. Confirming that the coast is clear, I set the video to 2.0 audio speed and get back into the reading.

Hi, friends! Welcome back to my channel. Today’s we’re gonna be looking at the feelings of the person you’re currently separation with. Ok pile on, you chose the rose quartz tower, and this is how the person you’re in separation with feels about you. I’m gonna go ahead and shuffle on camera for you. Looks like we have the five of swords, five of cups, eight of wands. OH MY GOSH, ok one more. Ok, ok, ok, so your person is a shit show right now. Back of the deck energy is queen of pentac-

I tap my ear, fast forwarding through the explanation of each card to get straight to the good stuff.

OMG bestie, so I see calling in your soulmate, acceptance, finances, clarity, and friendliness. Your person recognizes your soul as their genuine match and desires to form a deeper connection with you. He’s been quiet because he has to come to terms with his intense emotions for you. They have never felt this way about anyone else before. Maybe the last times you were together, there was some sort of confession.

I listen with rapt attention, recalling how our last meeting went. I told him I loved him.

I see that the person you’re asking about wants to clear the air with you and let you know that in the past; they were afraid to open up to anyone. But now, they’re ready to be vulnerable with you and share how they really feel about you. The next time you meet will be a connection of fiery, passionate souls. Even while you were in separation, they constantly felt your presence, your energy surrounding them. Especially in the 5D.

Having gone without you in their life for a long period of time, he regrets leaving you waiting for so long and is finally ready to take to the next step. Oh my SKIES, for some of you I see marriage. Not for everybody, take what resonates and leave what doesn’t… but be ready for this relationship to go to the next level.

I snatch my left earpod out, stopping the video. “AIEEEE, it’s finally happening. I can’t wait to tell Marlene and Nimue about this. I can’t believe this and it really freaking resonated with me for once.” I look down to see I’m almost on top of Silver Springs meadow and begin my descent. The chill of the downward wind does nothing to chill the excitement simmering in my chest.

My toes touch the ground and I barely notice, still feeling as though I’m floating in the clouds. I send a silent thank you to MG and remind myself to tip her after Ray and I come together as one. My broomstick disappears into the nether space of my Nen as I walk towards the luxury picnic I scheduled to be set up right in time for our sunset date. Conjuring a mirror from the same space that is everywhere and nowhere, I do some quick primping. Adjusting my flyer's hair back into place, I slide pink gloss over my brown lips to bring out the cinnamon undertones of my face. In my reflection, the sky melts into violet shades filtered with fluffy tufts of pink and orange throughout as the sun disappears to make way for the blue moon that faithfully shines over Bonithian Valley each night.

I sit in the egg-shaped chair under the crème tent filled with warming lanterns and a colorful assortment of treats. The sky soon shifts from the melody of colors into a starry, blue-hued night. Ray walks up almost thirty minutes late, and while I do feel a tinge of annoyance, I’m too excited for what’s to come.

Ray looks at the set up with wide eyes and scratches the back of his bald head. “Wow… you really went all out. You shouldn’t have done this Olu.”

I scoff and respond, “Why not? This is a special occasion, I just know it. So..go ahead, tell me.”

Ray lets loose a deep breath. “Oh, great. This will be over quicker than I thought. Although…” He looks around at the extravagant set up. “I don’t think we have the same idea for this meeting Oluya.”

I cock my head to the right as I ask, “What do you mean by that?”

He steps back a few steps from where I’m seated and quickly blurts out, “I don’t think this is going to work out between us. You want something that I can’t give you—like ever.”

I feel hot blood begin to pump in my air as I stand and again ask, "What do you mean by that, Ray?"

"Look, it's over between us. We were never even official."

A sardonic laugh leaps from my mouth and soon I'm doubled over in a heap, hysterically cackling at the audacity of this male.

The tingling in my spine returns once more today and I find myself casting a spell that I've promised myself time and time again, that I would never cast again.

Ray the cyclops disappears in cyclone of wind and on the ground lies a squirming pink axolotl.

I walk over to the new Ray and poke him with the heel of my shoe. "Oh Ray, do you see me. No, no, don't answer ha ha ha. Oh Ray, where shall I put my love today. Can you tell me?"

A rustle behind me, has me turning with murderous intent burning at my fingertips. Prepared to slaughter the dark man who emerges from the trees.

"Well, well, what an adorable little crime this is."