I love your new avatar, Chrystal!!
I'm testing out a question I've been considering using on the newbies...see what you think, eh?
I have been fascinated with the Tarot since I was quite young and have been reading the cards since I was sixteen. I find Tarot interesting, not only because of its nature, but also because the decks used are so colourful and alive. I think most readers have a favourite deck, and I am no exception. I absolutely adore my Fey deck. So, I was wondering if I could show you some of my favourite cards & let you pick the one that appeals to you the most? There’s no right or wrong answer, though I would love to hear the reason for your choice.
So, of course, I would love to hear your choice, Chrystal - and if you feel up to it, you could always write a little something about the card, as well. A poem or a few paragraphs of a story...
(p.s. I'd love your input on the question, itself!) <3
Hey Kit. Wonderful idea for a question.
The one of those three that appeals to me most - to my darker nature that you already know and love, dear, is the Ace of Swords.
In fact, that has always been my favourite Tarot card, and is even my favourite playing card.
It is the most powerful card of the - um I forget which arcana it is, major or minor - but the most powerful in the arcana it is in. In the modern deck, the ace of spades is the most powerful card.
And I do love that picture of the fae, all-but transparent, clearly waiting in ambush. Appeals to my darker side too!
Input regarding the question, I would hope you will select random cards for each time you ask it?
And obviously, you could give a reading of sorts based upon the three cards dealt, and the one selected! And I do think asking the applicant to write something about the picture is an excellent idea.... (Oh... maybe she isn't waiting in ambush...!)
Reasha tiptoed along the castle wall, the Sword of Power heavy in her hand. Getting in had been easy, her chameleon skin had enabled her to blend with her surroundings. Guards had walked right past her. One had trodden on her toe. But now she had the weapon, and suddenly she was visible. At least, the weapon was. No one would miss seeing a huge shining sword floating along in mid air, and so she had been forced to take a different route out of the King's castle.
And suddenly a guard coming up the stair she had been descending had forced her through a small door and out onto the battlements. She froze, then crept forward, as softly as she could. Don't look up, don't look up!
She willed the guards in the courtyard below. And then a sound from behind her made her turn. The door she had come through was opening!
Reasha panicked. The sword was too heavy for her to fly with. She was exposed here. She had no choice. She flung the weapon out over the moat as hard as she could, and flattened herself against the stonework. Two of the human guards strolled out onto the parapet. "Funny," said the one. "I could 'ave sworn I 'eard this door close just as we was comin' up..."
"No one 'ere though" the other replied. "Prob'ly just the wind."
The two men heard a splash from below and looked down at the moat. "Fish 're jumpin, tonight!"
They went back in and Reasha breathed again. She spread her wings and dived down into the moat. It was dark and murky, but the sword's power drew her to it. She grinned as she lifted it from the mud. It was too heavy to swim to the surface with, so she dragged it along the bottom until she could clamber out. Finally, she was out of the Castle. She laughed gleefully as she fled into the forest.
The King's power was broken, the sword belonged to the Fae, and a new age of terror had begun!