There is always a woman involved. Somehow. Or at least a ying to the yang. Not a succubi or a whore but a priestess. A teacher. She came to me this fall, my third term in Oxford. A daughter of one of the professors. She had traveled with her father all over the Middle East and to India. A true daughter of the empire. Very resourceful. Very unwomanlike. And hence a perfect goddess.
She had everything I had searched for. Everything I dreamt of after reading all those silly romance stories. And more. Elsa Wolfe. The wolf’s daughter. The bitch. We went to London together. Dirty, sinful, magical London. We told people we stayed with this or that uncle, but in reality. London. Dark London. Our first weekend together healed parts of me in ways that made me a firm believer in fucking.
Written by Anders Fager
Music by Atrium Carceri
Tarot card art by Axel Torvenius
Taroticum is an adventure for KULT: Divinity Lost by Helmgast AB