9 of Pentacles

The journey hasn’t been easy…

Would it suffice to say we’ve reached the summit?

I’ve climbed the mountain every step of the way; only to find the treasure… gone.

Perhaps there was nothing of value in the chest to begin with.

Could it be a lure to drive us insane with greed?

All those promises of wealth hidden in a box; success for those of us who work for it; strive for it every minute of our waking lives.

At the peak of this mountain, I saw that we have no real belongings to begin with; for all is borrowed from the land.

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