Memory Fragments

Arcana

Now you stand on top of a cliff, looking at the horizon
Your eyes see a world as your tool
Consider the consequences of compromisin'
And start life anew as a fool

Darkness lurks beneath your own
Sweet melodies of a musician
That which cannot be seen will be shown
Don't succumb to the charms of the magician

You see a light in total darkness, should you follow your intuition?
A fear of unknowingness stands as your weakness
In time, all will come to fruition
Follow your heart in the beat of the high priestess

A hand reaches to you. The dignified beauty of the empress
She shall make you a void like her if you get rid of your former self
You are your life's inner actress
Nurture the beauty of the relationships with oneself

Grasping one's inner beauty and abilities shall guide them to a new empire
In it, total control by iron fist shall be the rule of the emperor
Let your experiences examine your actions and, in so, guide you higher
Build the rock-solid foundation of your destiny as an adventurer

The foolish lies and tricks of a priestess deceive both emperor and empress
Halting progress and finding solace in traditions' conformity
The life of a hierophant alludes to a temptress
Mix old with new, and break those terms animosity

A newfound love emerges from their heart
But the bridge uniting their reigns crumbles as their value hovers
Maybe it is time for communication, a bond fresh from the start
Knowledge in both, their hearts reunite with the passion of the lovers

Atop of a chariot, the adventurer unhands the reins to move forward
Losing control, it becomes stranded on the road
Working hard to reach its reward
The adventurer takes control again, unhindered by a crossroad

Along the road, the beasts of the chariot lose their temper
Taking care of it, the adventurer talks to them
With patience and compassion, the strength of heart has been tempered
The courage to continue from where you left from

Ignoring the marvels of the world, the adventurer shuts himself in his room
Not hearing his beasts' needs, he doesn't see the value of their cries
Stopping the chariot, he takes a look inside himself, it reflects in silence to prevent certain doom
Embracing introspection, the hermit proposes a rest to his beastly allies

Alas, the adventurer cannot keep going forever in the dessert's harsh sun
It must return to shelter and await night's veil, for it is the way of the world
Forces outside of your control may bring you down, but work hard and life shall bring you fun
The wheel of fortune leaves your fate whirled

Endless spins have left you in a spiral of confusion, clouding your judgment and decisions
Open your umbrella, and collect the droplets of facts before you make a decision
Justice shall provide you with complete objectivity and provisions
Avoiding self-righteousness will grant you vision

With newfound vision, the adventurer finds himself apart from his beasts
Wary of stagnation, he offers his soul to the will of the world
He places his body like the hanged man, examining his options before death's feasts
His beasts are waiting for him in the underworld

Trying to delay the inevitable, the man tries to revive them as best he can
Death turns its back on him and leaves the beasts to fester and rot
Without an end, a new life never began
Your path lies in change, transitions. Walk the new course that death brought

Temperance allows conflict to overwhelm his peaceful disposition. He reacts with extreme measures
Finding a middle path, the man embraces an equilibrium in that which cannot be forced
Seeing clearly, he finds a balance between life's treasures
He will not be led astray, he shall find tranquility in struggle's burst

Along the way, the man finds the devil. Offering him a ride, the demon climbs on his back
Shrouding his eyes with perception, Lucifer takes power from the man, leading him to darkness
Our adventurer realizes this, shakes off the little devil, and takes back control of his track
Be wary of the thing that will bind you off to a path of stillness

At a distance, the adventurer sees a tower. A beacon of upheaval and crumbling structure
To preserve this architectural sight, the man tries to fix it without knowing it will fall regardless
Pain is inevitable. The tower falls, but the man finds a balm in literature
Disasters offer a new way of dealing with stuff. Things will be better when the dust has departed

Atop the now gone tower, the man saw a bright star. Now, a flickering pale light
He begins to question himself, losing faith and falling into despair
With no tower or dust blocking his way, the man remembers his lost beasts and endured hardships that gave him fright
The star has regained his light and it shall illuminate the man's path everywhere

But the star's light isn't the only one. An unknown glow contrasts his life
Brightening only half the road, the man fears the shadows that the moon casts
Placing his fate in the dawn of a new day, his star is without strife
In the arriving sun's gleams, the dread of night fades and never lasts

The sun has shown its face. It shines weakly because it has been covered by storm clouds
It makes it difficult to see the good in the man's path, but everything will be alright
The storms will clear, nothing can stop his success and the support of the crowds
The sun's rays show the man in full might

The man sees the highest of cliffs in the distance. His destination at the top of it
Looking back on his journey, he seems too hard on himself. A form of flagellation
Mistakes were made, but he learned from them and never quit
His judgment has healed all wounds and permitted him to start anew in a new narration

The journey is almost at its end. Don't let the lack of closure stray you and hold you back
Reaching the top, the man celebrates the view of a new world. A mystery land all to himself
A flashback with no setback
The world has birthed a new fool. A journey come full cycle, the arcana repeats itself