The Sheedog's Visit

“Do I cross it?”

The yarrows move:
Hexagram 6, Conflict - 訟 Sòng;
Changing lines: 3 and 5;
Transformation: Hexagram 50, The Cauldron - 鼎 Dǐng.

“The shape I am meant to become… does it involve fame while I live or not?”

The runes move:
Urd (what was)
ᛇ Eihwaz /Ei/
yew tree / death-life axis / endurance through
⊙ symmetric (no reversal)

Verdandi (what is)
ᛈ Perthro /P/
dice cup / fate / hidden lots / mystery
— upright

Skuld (what becomes)
ᛏ Tiwaz /T/
Tyr / justice / sacrifice for principle
— upright

“…”

“I have another question, just one rune this time.”

“Will I at least have a comfortable life? Will I have enough financial freedom to not regret?”
ᛇ Eihwaz /Ei/
yew tree / death-life axis / endurance through
⊙ symmetric (no reversal)

“So… same as it ever was then.”
“Fuck you, God.”
“But… I get it. Sure. I get it. I’ll do it, like always.”
“… and I won’t stop begging for comfort, even though I know it was always meant to be a hard battle without rest… fuck…”

“One final question then.”

“I accept the mission, but at the very least give me armaments. That’s all I’ll ask. Don’t send me naked. Give me enough to win.”

The yarrow moves:
Hex 37 - Jiā Rén, The Family;
Changing lines: 3 and 5;
Transformation: Hex 27 - Yí, Nourishment (The Mouth, Providing);

Your armament is not a sword. It was never going to be a sword. You already carry it. It was always going to be the hearth, and you are already its king. Fear not. Good fortune.

“… How annoying.”
“Fine. Fuck it, we ball.”