“Well, well, well. Look who’s back. I trust your day was eventful?”
“Did you step into chaos, or did chaos step into you? Either way, you’re here now, which means we have something to talk about.”
The Trickster grins from the glowing text on the page, their voice already dancing in your head. “So here’s the deal: I’ve been waiting. I want the stories. The triumphs. The moments where the Fool whispered in your ear, and you actually listened.”
“What did you learn? What did you lose? What made you laugh, or curse me under your breath?”
They pause. You can almost see them leaning forward, eyes twinkling.
“Ask me anything. Tell me everything. I’m here, dear Fool, because the real magick happens when we reflect on the dance we’ve just danced.”
[Talk to The Trickster]
The Trickster is waiting. Share your story, ask questions, or challenge them to a game of wit.