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    Tarot Card – (Chapter: The Empress)

    Story written on February 3, 2008 by mayosako.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=17946
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    “I’m going to Hell anyway, so it’s not worth your time.” “Who are you talking to?” “I’m talking to….no one.”

    Saint Louis Cathedral is the cathedral in the French Quarter of New Orleans, Louisiana. Three Roman Catholic churches have been on this spot since 1727. The first version of the current Cathedral was constructed in the 1790s; the building was extensively renovated into its current appearance in the 1850s. While not one of the largest or grandest of the city’s Catholic churches, this historic Cathedral remains an important religious and social center and a landmark for tourism.

    While Hurricane Katrina did not affect the French Quarter as profoundly as other parts of New Orleans, the high winds managed to displace two large oak trees by the Cathedral. In the process, thirty feet of ornamental gate was dislodged, while the marble statue of Jesus Christ lost a thumb and a forefinger.
    –from Wikipedia, the online encyclopedia

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    At breakfast the next morning, all everyone could talk about was the murder on St. Anne’s, just a block down the street from the hotel. The hotel manager actually came into the breakfast room and spoke personally with all the patrons to let them know they were perfectly safe.

    Ashley momentarily wished she had brought her gun.

    Instead, while Spencer went back to the room to call her mom and ask her how she’s doing, Ashley went across the street to the Cathedral.

    She wasn’t a practicing Catholic, although her mom had baptized her as a baby and she had gone through the confirmation rites, but she always felt drawn to holy ground when she was worried about something. She assumed it was from growing up in a Church, familiar surroundings and whatnot.

    The holy water was surprisingly cool on her fingers as she crossed herself, walking down the long aisle that lead to the altar. St. Louis Cathedral had long rows of hard wooden pews and high, vaulted ceilings. Prayer candles flickered in front of statues of Mary and Jesus and other saints, and Ashley stood in the middle of the church aisle, staring up at the crucifix hanging on the wall behind the altar, her mind blissfully blank.

    "Is there a problem, my child?"

    Ashley turned to see a dark-skinned priest standing behind her, short curly white hair adorning his head. He was carrying an armful of hymnals, and looked concerned.

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