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A card is drawn...
The card's image shows, from a high angle, the still surface of a lake, shallow enough that the rocky bottom can be easily seen. The surface is disturbed only by the wake of something passing, though with nothing visible at its head. The water within the wake is dark and cloudy. Near the edge of the image, more such wakes are coming into view. The card is captioned "The March".
A card is drawn...
The card’s image shows the inside of a study. On a desk by a round window, a piece of parchment lays half-filled with writing, a black spot where the quill had been discarded. A half-eaten bun lays on a plate next to a glass, half-full of amber liquid. The window is open; a furrow has been made in the wheat outside by the figure making its way towards the morning sun. The card is captioned “Unfinished”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is rendered entirely in black silhouettes against a red sky, and a few dotted red embers. It shows the sad remains of a settlement of some sort, burnt to the ground. A pillar of smoke rises up in the distance. A few great crosses rise above the ruins. No bodies are in sight. The card is captioned “Neighborly”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image shows a pale, twisted tree, with no foliage but long vines hanging off its branches, all underneath an overcast sky. A massive gash has been rent into it, as if it were split open by a thunderstrike, but there are no burn marks near it. The very end of the gash bisects an oval part of the tree that resembles a face, with two darker pits for eyes and a gash for a mouth twisted in anguish. The card is captioned “Punishment”.
A card is drawn...
The card is oriented horizontally. The image shows a scene set in a bog or some murky forest, with a heavy mist in the air and twisted brambles between even more twisted, dying trees. A pale white apparition floats in and towards the right part of the image, resembling a human wearing some long white shroud, its shape just vaguely feminine. On the left, it is being followed by several armed men and women, the torches behind them suggesting many more are not far behind. Their eyes are fixed on the brilliantly white being; their clothing and skin is cut, torn and bloodied, but none of them seem to notice. The card is captioned “Astray”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is a painting of a weather phenomenon, a massive pillar of of black smoke emerging upwards from a mountain, upwards into the clouds, surrounded and lit by lances of lightning and tongues of flame. Dislodged stones roll down the mountainside, some of it coming apart in chunks. The sky is dark, and there is a suggestion of an angry face in the clouds, another in the smoke. The card is captioned “The Clash”.
A card is drawn...
The card shows the interior of a room made of stone, with one wall made entirely of iron bars, with a beautiful sunny day behind it. An emaciated looking humanoid sits cross-legged and hunched in the middle of the room, facing the viewer. The figure has wings, great feathered things, resting on the ground. Several of the bars have been wrenched aside, leaving a gap easily large enough for the figure to fit through. He has a haunted, hollow look on its face. The card is captioned “Freedom”.
A card is drawn...
The card is oriented horizontally. It shows, from a high angle, the busy marketplace of a desert city, filled with tiny figures haggling and peddling their wares amidst a swirl of fabrics in every color. Large beasts are being unloaded of wares while human figures stand on a raised wooden scene in front of a crowd of onlookers. Cloth shades stretch between poles and buildings, but the artist saw fit to remove the ones that would obscure the view; as a result the marketplace is well-lit. The same cannot be said about the foreground of the image; the scene is seen from above the shoulder of a shadowed figure, with another watching it from off to the side. Based on the perspective, the figures are perched on some manner of building or tower. The lighting obscures their details, but their masks or heads curl into beaks, and the arm holding a spear is feathered. The card is captioned “The Sentinels”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is kept in shades of greys and browns, except for a few vivid points of color. It shows a human skull, bleached white and grayed, discarded on arid ground, under a gray sky. A few green, thorny shoots wind their way out of its mouth, nose and one eye socket, each one topped by a swollen, blood-red bud. The card is captioned “Resilience”.
A card is drawn...
The card is oriented horizontally. It shows a panorama of a hilly countryside, with no trees in sight but grass almost as tall as a man. Close to the viewer, a large, hunched woolly beast emerges from the grass, a dark shape with curved horns and black eyes, the first of a herd of many visible above the grass. Also visible is a wide path they have trampled, both through it and the ruined village further back. The card is captioned “Juggernaut”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is a drawing of a man preparing to throw a javelin. He is athletic, wearing only a loincloth, the horse-head pattern on it given great attention by the artist. The same cannot be said about his face, a barely recognizable mess of lines. However, most of the detail went into his muscles, drawn bulging and intricate to a grotesque level. The card is captioned “Ideal”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is a stylized drawing, showing a woman wearing a garment made out of silk or some similar material, its many, many layers each a slightly different color. The thickness of the outfit gives her a broad, domed silhouette. One of her hands is hidden under the robe, the other holds a small hand mirror, reflecting a serene, youthful face painted white with dark lips. Her black hair frames the mirror-like surface she has in place of a face, reflecting nothing of note. The card is captioned “Fetch”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image seems to be the reproduction of some colored illustration, with a simplified style. It shows the bud of a rose or similar flower, colored ash gray and the size of the head of the simple human figurine holding it in its hands. There is writing next to the rose, but it is indecipherable. The rose appears to be on fire, its insides red like a coal furnace. The card’s caption begins with “Ash” but everything after that is obscured by the card’s burned corner.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image seems to be the reproduction of a painting. It shows, from a low angle, a woman in elegant but also practical clothing, made from white fabrics and deep brown leather, complete with leather gloves, corset and tailcoat. The outfit is decorated with metallic gold along the edges. The woman is attractive, though shows signs of age; her brown hair is pulled up into a bun. She has an expression of focus, her eyes on the book she keeps one of her hands on; the other is on the stone background, which is covered in rows after row of carved, indecipherable writing. The image is lit by a single candle, held above the book, giving off an unnatural amount of light. Both the candle and the book are held up by twisted, thorny, dried vines. The card is captioned “The Mender”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image shows a soldier of some sort, clad in furs over armor of heavy leather reinforced with small metal plates. He stands with his back to the viewer, but half-turns to offer an inviting hand. Two arrows jut from his chest, the grey of his jacket dyed a deep red, but his expression is serene and friendly. Shapes of more such warriors, many carrying weapons, are visible ahead of him, seemingly dissolving into the grey mist. The card is captioned “Eternal”.
A card is drawn...
The card’s image is a stylized drawing, showing a dark-skinned, bald woman against the background of a starburst of light, twisting into the shape of a halo. What little detail is visible despite the style suggests she has a serene expression. One of her hands is folded as if to a prayer and held in front of her breast, the other disappears under the one-shoulder blood-red robe she wears. Her bare arm and brow are covered in little black notches, probably tattooed on, nearly completely. The artist took much more care recreating them than the rest of the image’s detail. The card is captioned “The Warrior”.
Shuffling, Suddenly the Stranger Speaks
”There was a time, not long into my stewardship of the Deck, that I sought to count the cards within. For… a long while, I drew card after card after card. In time, cards I have not seen became rare, then rarer still. Eventually, they ceased to come. I kept at it a long while still, uncertain, thorough, but no more appeared. I, satisfied, thought my count done, and on a whim, I drew one more.”
”It was a new one - the Fool. I had not tried again, not until now, at least.”