Seven of Blades
The battle is over and all that’s left is in disarray. Weakened and defeated, what’s left is to pick up the pieces and grab up the spoils left behind. A thief in the… Continue reading
The battle is over and all that’s left is in disarray. Weakened and defeated, what’s left is to pick up the pieces and grab up the spoils left behind. A thief in the… Continue reading
Setting forward on a journey away from pain. Emotional, spiritual, or physical it’s all the same. Leaving the pain and heartbreak behind, letting go of the fight and the struggle. When you set… Continue reading
The battle is over and victory is had, but only just. It’s a win that is obtained with blood, sweat and tears. One that was bitterly wrested from an opponent. This is not… Continue reading
Rest and breathe. Sometimes, even in the midst of battle, there is a chance to rest. To take a moment and relax into the stillness. Rest and regroup, prepare for what’s ahead. Because… Continue reading
Sorrow. Heartbreak. Pain. Not surface pain, but the deep, gut-wrenching, crushing loss. Betrayal, guilt. The kind of pain that leaves you breathless and reeling, like a physical blow that drops you to your… Continue reading
Balance. It’s all about balance. Walking on the wire, where a step to either side carries a risk. And you can’t see what lies ahead; how long the path is, what lies at… Continue reading
Cool air at the breath of dawn, the sharp sting of cold wind. The Ace of Blades is the element of air refined and charged, the essence of what it brings. Air is… Continue reading