cup 19: sad malevelent creature, all sinews and twisted reality.

CUP 18: the world drunk from the goblet of a shining regal demon.

And it floated there, above a funnel of water.

And the waves made a broken hand upon the sea.

And the stalagmites came down from the sky, and their reflections were inverted on the surface of the water.

And the very fabric of life warped slowly in the raging ocean wind.

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Cup 17:

You will see its shadow escape the earth,

The sun god looking on powerless,

spirits of shadow, shadows of ghosts,  

and the ego gazing on in awe and shock.

Cup 16:

Eldricht and ancient, feared and worshipped once living totems return to life as they fade from reality leaving nothing but sticky old blood and the after image of screaming laughter, monstrous tendrils, and inhuman lovecraftian amour.

Wrapped around the throat of reality, choking perception in the cradle, when they leave they leave us sucking for air, all hope stillborn.

Cup 15: Discarded plans for the construction of earth.

Cup 14: Headless beast traversing the dimensions.