The trail leads the hawk ever onwards ... high into the ethereal beyond the imagination. Into the familiar ... beyond dreams ... into realms within realms ... timeless it creeps to the events on the horizon beyond or before they may happen. Into the cauldron of all-the-possibles. The Hawk's eyes gaze ... and see. Into memory -- into conscious thought -- influencing the hands which hold the light servant's cards. Urging imagination to weave its magic into the choice -- for those who hold the shining star are undecided where to lead her ....
20, Judgement
In the background are snow capped mountains. In the foreground are boxes; freight from carriage. In each box is a figure. The central one a young child. To its left a woman; to its right a man. The woman raises her hands in prayer. Above her an archangel stands ... they wait with bated breath -- for the future is decided by what she hears. Such is her dedication to god. Towards the distant mountains we see a lush green plain ... they appear to be indecisive; waiting for news on the next move to make.
14, Temperance
In the background the vision of a crown and a star denote this is a holy place. A waterway leads through narrows and leads eventually to the head of another sea. Troubled times appear to be within the lands on either side of the narrows; threats of war and repeated hostilities. It is as the entrance to the other sea where an Archangel sits with quill and scales; its left foot hovers over the waters at the entry to this sea.
