would that i had something more revelatory to share.
we were betrayed into this brief extravagance by the quiver of the moonbeams; they dance hand-in-hand with shadows, and are reflected in the looking-glass, which, you are aware, is always a kind of window or doorway into the spiritual world. we needed relief, moreover, from our too long and exclusive contemplation of that figure in the chair. this wild wind, too, has tossed our thoughts into strange confusion, but without tearing them away from their one determined centre. yonder leaden Judge sits immovably upon our soul. will he never stir again? we shall go mad unless he stirs! you may the better estimate his quietude by the fearlessness of a little mouse, which sits on its hind legs, in a streak of moonlight, close by Judge pyncheon's foot, and seems to meditate a journey of exploration over this great black bulk. ha! what has startled the nimble little mouse? it is the visage of grimalkin, outside of the window, where he appears to have posted himself for a deliberate watch. this grimalkin has a very ugly look. is it a cat watching for a mouse, or the devil for a human soul? would we could scare him from the window!
words that embody the people or things that you interact with are "ice."
words that embody the causes of your circumstances are "head."
the card represents the critical factor for the issue at hand. ten of swords (ruin), when reversed: the darkness before the dawn. an end to suffering, leading to spiritual transformation. a crushing and seemingly total defeat that hides within it the seeds of final victory. ultimate knowledge gained through ultimate sacrifice.