Eight of Blades

A woman stands, bound, blindfolded, and surrounded by blades. She cannot see, she cannot move. There is no one near at hand.

Was she a willing sacrifice? Was she taken and tied by violence? Is she merely a pawn in a larger game?

What unseen ropes tie you to yourself? How have you entangled yourself in nets of your own making, cut yourself off at every turn by blades shoved into the earth? How have you consented to be wrapped in a shroud and abandoned to the elements, to be left in your own mess to whatever friend or foe may next happen upon you?

Will you wait? Or will you struggle?