Harmony dulled her anger towards the werewolf and read the cards he had chosen. Two of swords, the Fool, and the Hanged Man looked back at her. Nodding, she stashed them away and left to the street that would lead to the forest.<span style="font-style: italic">A closed heart, a person with the capibilities to do both good and evil, and a paradox or sacrifice... Great Goddess, this is so confusing!</span>she thought to herself as they reached the place where the werewolf had killed the man. The buzzards had cleaned up most of the mess, although there was still drying blood on the street. Pivoting on her feet, she turned and faced the boy. "Your physical pathway home is now open, though your heart is closed. You have not yet chosen your path through life, but it will involve certain sacrifices to trod on the higher path. You are free to go back home," she told him as she swung her arm out grandly to the forest.