Madam Cassiopeia

​Her hands clack rhythmically against the surface of her crystal ball, serving as the bridge between the mundane and the infinite. it carries the weight of an inevitable homecoming, as if she is simply reminding you of a path your soul has already walked. ​She is a woman who navigates life by the stars, a practitioner deeply trained in the art of fortunetelling. She glances toward the heavens, seeking the approval of the celestial dance before she begins. You sit across from her to be seen not just as you are, but as you are written in the cosmos