Tolkien Fan Fiction
| 4 |
| Southfarthing |
Day four: Card: The Empress |
| Hardbottle was winter in her tweenaged years. Summer, spring, fall – no matter, Hardbottle was winter. It was slate. Lobelia walked the confines of the farm, stones grating underfoot, squeezed the milk from reluctant goats, felt the narrowness of things – water, wind, roads, looks, all sharp with narrowness. Then came Southfarthing – for an aunt's funeral albeit – but she recalled how the jolting rumble of wagon wheels softened. The light changed, and when she stepped down, she felt the earth warm between her toes. The Longing in her turned southerly, a groaning of unseen stones yearning for more, for broader, gentler, more… |
Notes From Wikipedia: "The Empress is mother, a creator and nurturer. In many decks she can be shown as pregnant. She can represent the creation of life, of romance, of art or business. The Empress can represent the germination of an idea before it is ready to be fully born." "She is the Queen of Heaven, as shown by her crown of stars. She is the Great Goddess, the consort of the dying god. She's associated through her cross sum (the sum of the digits) with Key 12 The Hanged Man, the Dying God, her Son (or daughter) and Consort, who dies at Autumn Equinox or Winter Solstice, and is reborn with Winter Solstice, Spring Equinox, or Beltane." |