Imagine in every nanosecond, a race is being held.. one that holds the key to life and death.

Ace of Wands

This IS the ultimate race because there is no second place, the winner gets to live… everyone else will perish beneath the waves… Oh, the heart is about to explode, I swear it. Can you hear the sound of their beating hearts; like war drums thundering across vast distances, it is a constant rhythm pounding in my head.

Ace of Cups

Brutal? Yes, I agree. But you too, were in the race once upon a time. That you are reading this now is a sign that you made it to the finish line when millions were vanquished.

Ace of Pentacles

And therein lies the irony…. the race was just the beginning. No one said life was going to be easy.

The beast was here all along…


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