“It is not, if it is not, Yet the universe will, without doubt, find a place for it. For the universe is the single entity…yearning for equilibrium.”
The discovery of the diary of a certain missing cardinal on an unassuming corner of the church was the fuse that started Ayre’s chaotic life as he began discovering mysteries within mysteries that seemed to contain a portion of the universe’s secrets. A supposedly simple letter shuffling triggered the curiosity of an unknown organization which was also connected to a heinous murder committed unsurprisingly by a notorious murderer that started the undercurrents of a place oceans away.
Alas, as time went by, like a plague, these seemingly small events insignificant to the bigger picture of a universe would spread and eventually, like a set of dominoes, all would fall in place. Ayre, although a deviant, still had to pretend to be the careless-careful executive director of the foreign affairs department of his hometown, Crotton City while also worrying about these issues that were comparable to nothing but a ticking time bomb. Although it may not be his wish, he was precisely, not in the eye, but the eye of the storm itself.
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The Tarot Club
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