Seven of Swords

by , under Fiction Prompts, Friday Fictioneers


It started as a lark: a single card, pulled from a deck in a New Age store in Camden Town.

Seven of Swords.

The proprietor, a vision of swishing purple scarves, took it from him, held it up with bejeweled nails.

“Betrayal,” she smirked. “Somebody peaching on you, love?”

He had thought nothing of it, but the seed took root.

He went to a different shop, took a different deck, cut and shuffled the cards.

Seven of Swords.

He asked the owner what it meant.

She shrugged, handed him a card.

Madame Nuri , Truth Seer
Chateau de Sable
Ménilmontant Paris


Friday Fictioneers 

  1. patriciaruthsusan

    Looks like Madame Nuri is advertising through the New Age shops. Could it be she’s a sorceress bewitching the card decks to increase business? Well done, Hardy. :) — Suzanne

  2. gahlearner

    I’d like to have a closer look at those two decks, and know the percentage Mme Nuri pays for each new customer. Great scene, great description. Now, where does that patchouly smell come from, all of a sudden? ;)


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