This card visited me today, and she didn’t just whisper—she arrived cloaked in dream symbols, sacred poison, and the quiet knowing of survival turned sovereignty.
This wasn’t just a pull. It was a summons.
Last night, I dreamed of snakes. Not one, but two. Not once, but twice I was bitten—by one pale, heavy-bodied serpent, and then by a long, dark one. I …
