Your fate obstruct, fortune is clearly unreachable. Your life, your luck is aways a misery. You’re just like an oarsman paddling all through the day for daily earnings. You’re destined to live a lonely life, hopeless to find any patron. Don’t ever think of having a spouse if you don’t want to get hurt. Your lost treasure would never be found. Make merit to help you happier. At least no rogue ever thinks of harming you.
