Date: Tue, 27 May 1997 16:50:20 -0700 (PDT)
Subj: [Cixi] Reeds

After dinner, Cixi sought out Ehrich.  She asked discreetly, "Might I have
some of your reeds?  The outside you wish not have."

Upon receiving some of reed shells, Cixi moves toward the beach.  Cixi began
to select several of them based on size and condition.  She chose only those
smooth with unbroken edges, light in color like that closer to the base of
the plant.  Each piece is but a hand's length and a finger width wide.  Cixi
selects 9 such pieces.  Carefully,  she smoothed the selected reeds even
further against the rougher sands of the beach.  For the rest of the reeds,
she stowed the smaller, more fiberous, pieces away in the towel and let the
rest return to the waters.

With the smooth reeds, Cixi clasped them in her hand and rubs them gently
back and forth until they make a low clicking noise.  Cixi squated close to
the ground, closed her eyes and then let go of the sticks.  She tilted her
head as her brow furrowed.

To GM:
GM, what does Cixi see in the patterns of the way the reeds fall?