Showing posts with label Ten of Swords. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ten of Swords. Show all posts

Friday, July 27, 2012

Your Attention Please

This is a serious fucking occasion, people.


Like, somber music and everything.


Or, failing that, Seven Devils.


I'm here to announce something important.


Something earth-fucking-shattering.


I hereby grant the Page of Cups, my sister, Alice Mason, Chelsea Balisong, a new title.


She is now the Queen of Motherfucking Wands (Motherfucking optional)


Now give her a standing ovation, plebeians.


There's a new queen on the block.


Also haha, Ten doesn't get a promotion.


You will.


In time.


You all are lucky you have someone on hand who can make these sorta calls.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Dreams

I dreamt I was out of breath.  I dreamt of something tight around my neck.

I dreamt of an empty face staring through me as my breath left me.

I dreamt of struggling, of reaching for a weapon.

I dreamt of it availing me not.

Then, a crash.  I woke, blackness begetting blackness.

I wonder whose dream that was?