|:3 A little self-promoting. One of my book's main characters, the sorcerer Earl (and all round eccentric) Petruccio da Veron.|
I'm a freelance artist and writer, and someone told me I'm an English literature major. I'll believe them since I was drunk and disoriented for most of my academic experience. Somehow I managed to maintain a high CI, though.
Personal Quote: "If you have to write fantasy, don't let it take itself too seriously. Nobody does that anymore."
The Chariot is a card of motion. The card heralds conflict and struggle - external or internal - and an eventual, hard-won victory. The black and white steeds drawing the chariot, often at rest, signify a union of opposites. They pull in different directions but must be brought together to a single direction, like the will and doubts of an individual. Take out one element - the horses, the driver, the chariot itself - and it all remains static and stagnant. But with a single, defined goal in mind, the sum of the parts is unstoppable. The Chariot is confident and unified in purpose, striving for control and motivation. But it must retain its focus or risk falling apart again, or worse, fall prey to its own arrogance and run out of control…
((It’s hard to get all the symbols I want in these without getting the cards overcrowded. Also, bite me, I think the Prototype Nero alternate outfit is waaaaaaay better looking than his default one.))
The Hanged Man is a card associated with suspension. Between two worlds, two minds, two choices. It is also a card of martyrs and sacrifices for the benefit of knowledge or gain - whether good or bad is entirely up to chance. It embodies stasis - immobility; something may have ended but nothing new has begun, everything is in a state of limbo. There is no rest, only a sense of dread as though one is hanging in meditative emptiness–and will remain so until action is taken. At worst, The Hanged Man can be one’s duality, a traitor and a deceiver - or even a martyred son…
((Another toughie. Vergil did not make my life easy - and I did not make my own life any easier. I just accept the fact that he hates me, whether I’m writing or drawing him, and that’s that.))