court card stories

wednesday 23rd october 2002 @ 00:48

i ponder over pages of unfinished fiction in the small hours. waiting for creativity to crawl out from the shadowy corners of my brain. i adore these sleepy hours now, where reality and fantasy merge and the world fades just enough to me to fill in my own details and write my own endings. i picture a scene where the queen of wands tells her own story of betrayal and courage against a mystical backdrop. and the fool trips over the edge to his destiny. my dreams tonight will be embroidered with living tarot and the impetus for a brighter future.