Whispers of the Standing Stone

The unsettling image of a tall, ominous man with the Standing Stone symbol on his neck persists, haunting your thoughts despite attempts to banish it.

The Justice card continues to appear in your readings, a constant reminder of an impending confrontation you intuitively feel is unavoidable.

Working at your shop, "Crystals and Things," you discuss the persistent vision with your coworker, Cecil Kenton, whose lighthearted enthusiasm for your psychic abilities offers little comfort against the growing sense of unease. You shuffle your Celtic tarot deck, hoping for clarity, but the symbols remain cryptic, hinting at balance, authority, and a complex maze. Just as you reflect on the difficulty of interpreting the messages you receive, a chilling vision overtakes you – black fog, a brute figure, and the Standing Stone carved into flesh.

Pulled back to reality by Cecil, the shock of the vision lingers. Looking out the shop window, your breath catches. The man from your vision stands on the sidewalk, his dark eyes fixed on you through the glass. He points, his voice cracking, declaring, "You're the one."