2024-07-17 - Of Them – True

The Tower:

Why would it get worse? Why wouldn't it get better?

The Tower was collapsing, Jjezreth thought, and she might crush anything that came close. It wouldn't be Jjezreth, though. And if its siblings knew better then it wouldn't be any of them either.

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Judgement:

Another one so grim … Jjezreth wanted its Fool to come back.

“I have no doubt and things will be beautiful,” Jjezreth told Judgement. “The world is kind, and if it isn't then it will be. I hope some day you see that.”

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Justice:

Another one that hurt. Jjezreth didn't engage with this one and instead pulled back. It felt bad touching this mind and it didn't understand why.

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Temperance:

Oh … well this one was certainly better. A break from the bleakness of the last few, like when day broke and brought back soothing warmth.

There was a shadow in this one but Jjezreth would have to dig a little deeper to reach it. And Jjezreth very much didn't want to reach it.

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Strength:

There was relief to be found in Strength's strength. With how crushed so many of them seemed to be it was good that someone was unflinching.

“I like you,” Jjezreth told Strength sweetly. “You're very good. If you'd be Mine then I'd be happy. You would be easy to love.”

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The Chariot:

No, no, not you.

The Chariot felt like he might drive straight through Jjezreth if it wasn't quick enough, or if it was slow to bow to his will. That wasn't something that Jjezreth wanted. The Chariot should move along because he would never make a home in Jjezreth.