Three of Swords
This piece tells the story of loss. Of unimaginable grief. The kind that leaves us losing time in a crumpled puddle on the floor. Where we’re sure our very hearts have been stripped down to the studs. But it’s also the story of a new beginning. Of rebuilding on a stronger foundation and planting a new garden. One with secret pathways and flowers no one knows the name of. It’s the story of wisdom and growth. The kind that can only be birthed from processing deeply rooted traumas. It’s the story of unknown strength and the uncovering of long forgotten kick assery. It’s the story of the Three of Swords.
This piece tells the story of loss. Of unimaginable grief. The kind that leaves us losing time in a crumpled puddle on the floor. Where we’re sure our very hearts have been stripped down to the studs. But it’s also the story of a new beginning. Of rebuilding on a stronger foundation and planting a new garden. One with secret pathways and flowers no one knows the name of. It’s the story of wisdom and growth. The kind that can only be birthed from processing deeply rooted traumas. It’s the story of unknown strength and the uncovering of long forgotten kick assery. It’s the story of the Three of Swords.
This piece tells the story of loss. Of unimaginable grief. The kind that leaves us losing time in a crumpled puddle on the floor. Where we’re sure our very hearts have been stripped down to the studs. But it’s also the story of a new beginning. Of rebuilding on a stronger foundation and planting a new garden. One with secret pathways and flowers no one knows the name of. It’s the story of wisdom and growth. The kind that can only be birthed from processing deeply rooted traumas. It’s the story of unknown strength and the uncovering of long forgotten kick assery. It’s the story of the Three of Swords.