What do I unconsciously reach for?
I draw a card. Crossed swords meet in a rose; two clenched fists turn away from one another. Pain, silence; is this what I reach for?
I draw another card. Crossed swords pierce the rose, which bleeds. Yet through the torn rose a great radiance shines. What?
The Emperor tells me to slow down, stop trying to be such a
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