Tag: lithomancy

The “new” rock sings when I hold it. It makes the nerves in my hand and arm vibrate gently.

A resident just brought me a rock from where he went on vacation. I had asked him and had explained why it was a thing for me. He understood, promised discretion, and that he would take only what ever rock or pebble reminded him of me. I only had one restriction for him. No lava…