She laughs, again not unkindly. "But is it true? It is two shekels' worth of truth, is what it is. Still, you are correct. This could be anybody's card, except for those who are born here. It is not all that common, though. This card, this is major arcana. It means more than your arrival here."

Putting the cigarette back between her lips, she turns over the second card. A disembodied hand holds a leafy stick against a peaceful countryside. "This is your present, the Ace of Wands. It means you are self-reliant, you are rising to the challenge of living in Baedal. Perhaps once you were ruled by impulse, by emotion, but now you are using reason. Whatever you are planning right now, it's a good idea. You will accomplish much."