"Alyssa."

Her name. The voice sounded familiar, but different. Time changed most things, herself included.

"It's good to hear from you."

'Why....'

She trembled. Her eyes stung and her vision skewed. The beat in her heart fell wayside to the tidal wave of happiness and sorrow. The storm washed over her as she could only listen in her disbelief.

"I uh, can definitely explain where I’ve been, I swear."

"Vince," she replied. Her hand covered the mark of the Empress on her body. Likely just a figment of her imagination, it stung.

Her chest rose and fell. The years of silence. The years of her reaching out into the world or someone, anyone from the Tarot to reply...

"Where... Where have you been?" her mental voice trembled. Was it sadness? Fear? Joy?

She shook her head as patrons raised a brow to the tears in her eyes and look of pain on her face. She dabbed away the streams of emotions from her cheeks and smiled. Her hands shook.

"Welcome home..."