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yunatheautumnwitch · 2 months
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TarotRefresh 2024 Day 28: Ace of Swords
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No music this time (just Frederick Knudsen's video on Eve online)
Keywords for Ace of Swords: breakthrough, new plans/ideas, focus, success
(Long post again, so under a read more! That being said, today's story is kinda cool)
Sooooo bad news: I didn't stream today and I'm so sorry. I've had some stuff going on and was in no state today to be on camera.
Good news:.....I got a new deck from a VERY weird situation. One of friends was playing blackjack at a party and texted me, "yo, I won you a new deck." I was really shocked, but curious to see what this new deck looked like; to my surprise, it was The Somnia Tarot aka a super gorgeous photography deck.
I received it today and was shocked to see that this deck wasn't even wrapped. Someone bid this gorgeous deck at some point and lost. My friend just saw a tarot deck, shrugged, and won it for me (like the sweetie they are). The vibes of this deck were extremely off, in a way that made sense. I did a deck interview and the energy was panicked with a need to please, so to speak. I did a good amount of energy work with it, which probably didn't help with the stuff that kept me from streaming, but I'm overall very pleased with this beginning attempt at getting to know this new deck. Aside from The Guiding Light Tarot that I've been using for this challenge, I really don't get new decks too often at this point. I try to not add to my collection unless I TRULY feel a pull towards it. The fact that my two newest decks have been given to me and have similar vibes is extremely funny to me.
This Ace of Swords feels like a nice pat on the head for this effort with this new deck. It's a kind "see? you thought that you wouldn't be able to find wins on a day like today and you managed to find something just for you. well done!"
I am quite pleased and will perhaps do something with Somnia after we get more acquainted. I'll be doing a "Month in Review" post on Feb 1st about my TarotRefresh challenge. I'm excited to look back and see patterns.
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victusinveritas · 10 months
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Excerpts from "The Somnia Tarot" by Nicolas Bruno.
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Somnia Tarot :: Temperance
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Inspiration “Authentic inspiration always entails an inner upheaval. It pierces the soul like an arrow in wounding it and in making it experience that profound emotion which is a synthesis of sorrow and joy. The symbol of the Rose Cross – a cross from the centre of which a rose blossoms out – renders the essence of the experience of inspiration in the best way that I know. The Rose Cross expresses the mystery of tears, i.e. that of inspiration, with force and clarity. It portrays the joy of sorrow and the sorrow of joy, which together comprise inspiration” * “Dear Unknown Friend, say to yourself that you know nothing, and at the same time say to yourself that you are able to know everything, and – armed with this healthy humility and this healthy presumption of children– immerse yourself in the pure and strengthening element of the "thinking together” of inspiration! May the winged Angel be present in this enterprise of yours, and may he hold the two vases from which inspiration will pour !“ from Meditations on the Tarot Letter XIV Temperance
[alive on all channels]
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pinnithin · 1 year
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Might pull some cards on the new deck later. Mutuals if you’re interested in a reading lmk and I’ll post a pic of your cards/written interpretation over at @oldgreengods sometime tonight.
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lilakrain-jpg · 1 year
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Omikuji - tangled in redstrings, he is the man who eloped with Fortune
>>SOMNIA<< is a project that follows different characters who wander through the Drifting Places, struggling, fighting and confronting their absurd existence.
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(29/3/2023) The Somnia Tarot
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A deck I've got for myself as a birthday present. I was mesmerised by it's beautiful imagery. I watched flip-through videos on YouTube and I found the images extremely inspiring. This is why I decided to buy this deck even when it's a little bit pricey.
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The deck came with a pouch, tied with a ribbon with the author's name that I totally didn't lost it. The booklet contains keywords related to each cards. There's a companion book that I believe contains more in-depth interpretations of the cards, with the stories behind the deck. However, I don't think I resonate with the story after using the deck, so I probably won't be purchasing the book.
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The imagery of the deck is more surreal and dark, as it is inspired by the author's experience of sleep paralysis according to the videos I've watched on YouTube. I expected the deck to feel extremely intimidating after viewing the comments of the deck. However, my deck gives silly and even cheerful energy, that has nothing to do with dark at all.
Here are MY feelings about the deck...
Despite some actions they are doing looks disturbing at first, the deck's dream-like vibe tells me that they are just getting creative and fucking around... as this is a dream. It is a dimension that everything leaves no consequences, so of course they are going to do some stupid shit.
I absolutely love that almost all the characters got their head completely covered and have heavy clothes over them. It makes me very unsure that if they're even human at the first place. It feels like they are all just entities posing as humans and pretending to do human things. Their outfit also makes their gender extremely ambiguous. It feels that the beings in the cards choose to present in a way that leans more toward a gender in the cards. Overall, they really resonate with my experience of being a human, and their approach (that I interpreted) inspired me to life in a more mischievous way 💀 (Hi Loki 💀💀💀)
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Did a major arcana deck interview and got "Strength". It fits the vibe that I got from the deck when unboxing. I also did a more in-depth deck interview later. The result I've gotten is the opposite of what I've seen from other's comments on the deck, so I probably won't get the companion book as it probably won't resonate.
Ironically, my deck is best for getting clarity on real-life events or to get uplifting messages. It helps the person to get a bigger picture of the situation. It also likes to give the person confident to treat life like a dream and be the writer of the story.
Compared to The Fountain Tarot Deck that I often use, the message is more straightforward. It also gives more "relatable" answers, like helping the person to find out how other persons or factors can effect the situation, so that they can make a better decision. Similar to my Fountain deck, the deck is more intuitive for me. However, the intuitive messages will just show up in my head when using the Somnia deck, instead of having to solve a puzzle to get an "aha" moment to unlock the message.
In conclusion, the deck gives cheerful vibe and can help people to feel confident again with its uplifting message. Just thinking about the deck makes me feel happier lol (Maybe I am a sick fuck lmao 💀)
Bonus:
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A message from Loki today
"Happiness is from what you are doing and capable of doing, not from what you used to own or do."
I usually use the Fountain deck to do deity message reading, but today I was guided to use the Somnia deck. I use this as an example to showcase the message of the deck. It's simple, motivating, and empowering. It's really useful when you are super sad and want some guidance instead of a lecture lol 💀 But I enjoy the hardcore shadow work style so I seldom use the Somnia deck 😃👍🏻💯
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wollymight · 20 hours
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Cucumber & Mr. Hatts episode 1 is available on my YouTube & Newgrounds
my youtube | newgrounds | tiktok | patreon | instagram | twitter
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welcometomyweird · 1 year
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The Library Is Open
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I’m starting something new today. Every Tuesday, I will be posting a tarot related topic. It seems that even in the 21st century, with the the ubiquity of the internet and everyone and their cousin giving tarot a go as a side hustle, a lot of people have never had a reading, don’t know where to go and don’t know what to ask. (Where have you all been?) So, I am here to help. Let’s get started.
Where to Start
Had we been having this conversation 20 years ago, I would have directed you to the now defunct Witch Vox website and told you to look for local occult shops. But since we are now living in the 3rd decade of the 21st century, Believe it or not, a lot of readers (except for me) do have business listings and you might even be able to find a Yelp! review. However, I would advise against putting a whole lot of stock in a review because, like so many other things in life, you get out of your tarot reading what you put in. 
What Not To Do
I’m sure a lot of skeptics reading this are already rolling their eyes. Look, you don’t believe in this stuff. That’s fine. No one is telling you that you have to, but when you do go to a tarot reader, you can’t just say “Tell me what’s going to happen in my future” and expect to get something intelligible. That isn’t the “own” you think it is. It just makes you look like an asshole. It’s like going to your doctor and saying “Tell me what’s wrong with me” without telling them what your symptoms are.
Help Us Help You
As stated above, vague questions get vague answers. It’s not always skeptics attempting to debunk readers who ask vague questions. There are an awful lot of people who just don’t know what to ask. They know they want a reading, but they have no idea what information they want. Believe it or not, there are a few very popular subjects that readers commonly get asked about. Those are love, money and health. So, those are good places to start. If you do want to know something more specific, just ask. “My mom has been sick. Is she going to get better or should we be making arrangements?” (Yes, I’ve had that question.) “I feel like my partner is pulling away. Is there something going on or is it all in my head?” You get the idea. Just say what’s on your mind. 
Exceptions To The Rule
Exceptions to the “be specific” rule would be general collective readings, as done by my Twitter buddy Adam Keith (look him up on YouTube. He’s fucking amazing... and sexy as hell) and Year Ahead readings, which are what I am currently focusing on as we are down to the last few weeks of 2022. There are also so many readers who post “Daily Tarot” cards to help those seeking it set their intentions for the day. 
It’s Not Us
So, you had a reading and the news wasn’t great? Well, that’s life, Pookie. Any reader worth their sea salt is going to tell you the truth whether you want to hear it or not. I tell my first-time clients to buy a bag of M&Ms if they want sugar coating. I just did a Year Ahead reading for a friend and her cards were terrible. Even the “good” cards were just a lighter shade of black. We just interpret the messages we’re getting. We’re not trying to “pull” anything on you. In fact, the readers who are trying to pull one over on you are the ones who only ever tell you what you want to hear. If all you ever get is good news, you’re probably being lied to. 
We’re Not Doctors
We don’t even play them on TV. It shouldn’t have to be said, but sadly, it does. While I am sure there are some people out there with MDs and PhDs who also read tarot, I don’t personally know any. If you are having a physical health crisis, go to your primary care doctor or the ER. If you are having a mental health crisis, dial 998. Psychics of any variety are not replacements for these professionals. It’s not that we don’t care. We just don’t have the training and qualifications to give the help you actually need.
Que Sera, Sera
Well, not really. My father was a reader and I used to hear him tell his clients “The cards only reveal what is likely to happen based on your current patterns of behavior. They cannot tell you what will unequivocally be.” My line is “The only things truly fated in life are birth and death. Everything else is up to us. The cards just help us make better choices.” So, if you do get bad news, know that you can change the outcome by simply making different choices. I always try, whenever possible, to give my clients a road map of all the detours around the crisis so they can avoid it. There is nothing more heartbreaking for me than hearing that something I warned a client about happened as revealed in the cards. It means the client gave up. I don’t like that. Never go into a reading with a fatalistic mindset. You have choices. You always do. In the words of Captain Planet “The power is yours!” 
Alright, I think that’s enough for now. I’m sure other readers are seeing this and already drafting some scathing critique. Good for you! I don’t care. You work whatever way you want to work. I’ll work the way I want to work. This isn’t a science. It’s an art and art is subjective. Deal with it. (Like I said, no sugar coating here.) 
If anyone would like a reading from me, you can reach out to me here or email me at [email protected]. I may not get back to you right away, but know that I will get back to you. Yes, I charge, but I work cheap. 
About the image: These cards are from the Somnia Tarot by Nicolas Bruno. If you read, these cards are fantastic. If you just like tarot art, these cards are fantastic. I cannot recommend these enough. In fact, I recommended them to Adam and now he uses them. 
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surfingkaliyuga · 1 year
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“XIX The Sun” Nicolas Bruno 2021 Part of The Somnia Tarot project.
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talonabraxas · 8 months
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The Somnia Tarot by Nicolas Bruno Photography is a 78 image series created through photography, sculpture, and costume design. The classic tale of the Tarot is brought to life through Bruno's experiences with Sleep Paralysis and dream journal entries.
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fawntarot999 · 1 year
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What are your natural 🌜witch🌛 abilities?
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Close your eyes and take a deep breath, then pick a pile 🔮 don’t think too much 💋
Decks ~ Medicine Woman Tarot, Tarot of the Cat People, Illustrated Herbiary Oracle, Rider-Waite Tarot, The Somnia Tarot, Cat Tarot
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Pile I ~ Sister
Peacemaker (Hierophant) rx, Ace of Stones (Pentacles), Knight of Swords, Hawthorn, Trillium, Fool rx, Strength, 7 of Wands, 6 of Cups, 8 of Swords, 3 of Swords
Okay, Sister. I see immediately that you don’t operate energetically, you operate very physically. I’m seeing tons of crystal imagery, as well as roots and underground imagery. The most prominent thing I see here is that you somehow operate around heartbreak. Your powers are healing for others’ hearts. You can help cleanse out the heartbreak and bittersweet memories that others are feeling. Your energy is taking a chance without being ignorant and being strong without being aggressive. Your natural abilities lie in your power of protection and setting boundaries because of this. They also lie in deep cleansing and releasing magic. I definitely think that you should explore crystals more because your natural abilities are very prominent when you work with them. Sister, you should practice reiki, massage therapy, or crystal reiki. You have a gift in those areas. I think you could begin to channel your natural abilities to heal heartbreak through those methods. This reading was a very scattered energy. You need to try and develop these skills more. Cleanse your crystals tonight and try to meditate with them or place them on your body and see how they feel. Your skills are there Sister but not strong enough yet!
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Pile II ~ Sphere (18+: mention of substances)
Power Lodge of the Pipes (Queen of Wands), Wheel of Fortune, Dandelion, Mugwort, 8 of Swords, Page of Cups, 2 of Swords, 4 of Bowls, Moon rx
Wow, Sphere. First off, before I asked my question the cards spit out the Sun for you. Throughout this whole reading I got so much Sun imagery it makes me think this is relevant in some way to you. Or maybe you are a fire sign or really shine bright. Your abilities are so intriguing. First off, there are two main abilities that somehow combine that the spirit showed me: your natural ability for working with the seasons or gardening or working with plants and your natural ability to use trance like states, meditation, or dreams to heal. Perhaps this could combine in working with psychedelics, weed, or herbs. I see INTENSE imagery of being blindfolded or eyes closed. Okay, Sphere, let me be straight, this is what I see: You can operate between dreams. Maybe you drink tea or eat herbs or shrooms and fall asleep or into a trance like or meditative state. In this state you can receive intuitive messages from the source. It happens naturally for you, it is your natural ability. In this state, you can actually choose a different path for yourself; think like you had a nightmare and died because a lion ate you. In your trance, you can go back and speak with the lion, understand why you’re receiving this nightmare, and then change the path that dream took. You can help others with this gift too, I feel. Help them understand and change the context of their dreams. If you don’t already garden or forage or dedicate your abilities to plants in someway you should. They will have a natural affinity for you. This was intense Sphere! You have really cool abilities.
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Pile III ~ Ghost
5 of Pipes (Wands), 2 of Bowls (Cups), King of Wands, Daisy, Chickweed, Lavender, Sweet Violet, Hanged Man rx, 9 of Swords, 4 of Coins (Pentacles), Page of Cups, 10 of Swords
Okay, Ghost, seems like some of you have already discovered and been playing around with your abilities… BE CAREFUL. Warnings are coming through. You have the natural ability to harness the law of attraction. People, in particular, are attracted to you. You have the power to create very strong love magic too, Ghost. It’s as if you can draw people and romantic interests in with some magnetic energy you have (perhaps from a spell) and they want to follow you everywhere! You might be a newer witch or you may just be discovering or feeling confident in your path. You’re young but powerful. You should definitely explore your powers of attraction more. Maybe do some self love jars before you start creating love spells for other people. You have powers that can float subconscious messages to people. I’m seeing lots of bottle or jar imagery and It would benefit your practice to start burying these spell jars in the ground or floating them down a river. You should also connect with the Sacral Chakra if you haven’t before. You could do great work with it. Just be careful. Maybe you are healing from a toxic love right now or maybe you just overthink too much. Perhaps you are using your powers for something that is not positive. Do not trap people using your powers. You will regret it and be unable to get out of a situation you no longer want. Be very careful who you point your love magick and attraction towards because it is VERY strong inside you. You need to be mature and think through your actions before using your abilities. You don’t yet know how powerful they really are.
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santoschristos · 1 year
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Facing the Ocean Nicolas Bruno, from The Somnia Tarot
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winternymphaea · 4 months
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what i would gift you for christmas based off your blog ♡ for @27-moons
antique 1800s chainmail clutch
'obsidian' journal from peter pauper press
the 'luna somnia' tarot deck
silver 'man on the moon' brooch
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666candies · 6 months
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The High Priestess and the Hierophant from the Somnia Tarot by Nicolas Bruno, a photographer who was inspired by his own experiences with Sleep Paralysis and the unconscious to create this beautiful yet unsettling and macabre deck.
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heiressofdoodles · 4 months
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Journal of the Last Prophet (Part Two)
November Seventeenth, 1635
I was summoned to the Queen’s Court yesterday afternoon. Non negotiable, even in the case of emergencies. If she had more honesty with herself and with us, she would’ve sent her guards to drag me to the castle at swordpoint. Being in her presence is sickening, and even though I was allowed to bring my spouses here, I… was unable to sleep last night. The anxiety was so intense, I felt ill just attempting to sit up. I was dreading the idea that the second I closed my eyes, her guards would break down the door, and throw me into a cell… or worse…
I’ve… heard stories of a place in the castle… Dull Glass. You can use it to travel across Wonderland if you know how to use it, but… if you aren’t careful… it’s a never ending maze… What’s worst of all, again I’ve only heard stories about Dull Glass, is that if you are not of sound mind or are hiding dark secrets, even if you don’t know those secrets exist, it will haunt you. Follow you, chase you relentlessly, stalking you until they break you… figuratively or literally… or until you find the way out. I don’t want to find out if those stories are true. There… is not much I can do against the Queen. No matter how much I want to…
The sun is rising as I write this. I just hope they make hot chocolate or coffee here to help me feel more awake…
It was… not a pleasant visit, I must say. She was so calm and friendly to us when the rest of the court had arrived. Somnia was even joking with us a bit… in her own twisted way, of course. Taunting me for the curse she forced upon me… After lunch, she had invited me into her office. Still, she was calm… right up until she had dismissed my spouses and her guards. The moment those doors were closed, her needlessly cruel and sadistic tendencies were on full display. For one, she had… a strange box in front of me, just sitting on the desk. When my curiosity had gotten the best of me, I saw there was a strange, soft blue, whispy pearl looking thing in the glass box. I knew what it was before she had even said anything. 
“So, how is your situation going in Tarot Town, anyways? Everyone is happy and content?” It was sickening to me that she could talk to me as if there was nothing wrong; as if she hadn’t stolen my voice from me. I tried to give her the best answer, and she just laughed at me. “I’m still surprised they keep reelecting you as Mayor when you sound so pathetic.” I said nothing… What was I meant to say? She just… stared. “I’m certain you’ve noticed this little case on my desk. Would you like to know what it is?” That smile… How could someone be so wicked…?
She… I don't know how, but with a snap of her fingers, a soft, red glow appeared, and… I had my voice back; the glass box was empty. I could speak again. I could genuinely speak, and not just in those strange phrases. Real words and real sentences again. I had been dreaming of this day, the moment that I’d be able to speak normally again. I even had a plan of what I’d say… I’d tell my spouses that I love them. But I highly doubt I’ll be able to do even that before she reverses the spell again… Trapped… in this one room with the person that had done so much to people that only wanted what was right… She certainly was expecting me to be at my nonexistent feet and begging for her mercy and forgiveness. When I did nothing of the sort, she seemed more frustrated and angry.
I tried to block it all out… Her anger, her hatred, and the threats… but nothing I could do really… helped… After a while of failed negotiations, I… seem to have worn down her, because, she… did exactly as I feared she would. Our meeting was over, and she had stolen my voice again. I was just as ashamed of facing my family as I was… when this curse came into effect. And to think that we’re trapped here in the Card Castle until the Queen dismisses us… I just want to go home… But I think that the Queen ordered at least two of her soldiers to stay posted outside my bedroom… I can hear them talking through the door, and the windows are locked. I don’t want to die here.
January Twentieth, 1640
The weather has been a bit clearer lately; we’ve had a few days of blizzards and snow which had snowed most of us inside. I’ve been going through the town as I usually do now, checking with every family as I go. Sadly, I don’t have time to socialize with all of them, but it’s certainly better than not having anything. Quite a number of families were glad to hear that the storm had cleared, and not just because they needed a break from their families or needed some more food. I just hope the grocery store didn’t lose power.
I heard stories when I was a child of someone called the Snow Queen. She’s somewhat of the physical embodiment of winter with all the metaphors and characteristics of its hostile nature. Lonely and cruel, with a never ending hunger for power and a thirst for violence. Despite this, I’ve also heard tales of sympathy, calmness and even friendliness to those that respect her and her rule. While her appearances and stories about and including her have become sparse in recent years, she is known to be petty, and causes unnaturally violent blizzards to those that disrespect her. If any of those stories are true, I hope that she is doing okay, wherever she is.
About half past three, I had knocked on the door to the twins' home. They seemed to rush beyond the door, before opening it. “Oh, Mayor Aeon,” the one twins had said to me. “What are you doing here?” I had mentioned that I was here to make sure everyone was okay. They seemed… hesitant, before they opened the door to let me in. Their home was cozy and warm, even if it was a little bit dull here and there. They didn’t seem to mind, however. In fact, I think it was rather put together and calm. It wasn’t quite like the other villagers. “Hey!” the one twin called. “The Mayor is here!” I tried to tell them (to the best of my ability) that there was no need for them to be so… worried about speaking to me. But they insisted that I stay for some time…
They had made some hot chocolate to help warm me up, and had welcomed me to hang up my coat and veil. Naturally, as I didn’t want to disrespect them, I did as they asked with a smile, and sat down on the couch. They were rather decent hosts, I must admit, and the conversations were far more pleasant than normal. That is, until they had asked if it was true, what I had said to the Queen almost five years ago now… the stories of my “bravery” having apparently spread across the town, yet never having been said to me… I’m… still surprised that people hold me in such high regard… It doesn’t quite feel like something that would be said about me, I guess… But, I did confirm it. I had done that… I had spoken against the Queen, and I had rejected the chance to be given back my voice…
“Then… you truly are the Mayor of the people.” I was somewhat confused… They had sat down across from me, and the weight of the air… it grew heavy with anticipation. They seemed to be… holding their cards tightly against their chest, however. “Are… you sure you won’t tell her anything?” I nodded my head. I restated what I had told her all that time ago. I will not bow to her, and nothing she can do to me will change that. They seemed to be afraid… 
“We are… from Underland, Mrs. Mayor.” My heart sank. Not because they had lied to me, but because it all made sense. The strange, subtle movements they made, their unwillingness to give their names, the look in their eyes… How could I look upon them with any discontent now? Peaceful lives weren’t going to be available to them so long as Somnia sits on the throne. “We had moved to Wonderland about… oh, fifty years ago now? But… with what happened nearly thirty years ago… We had been desperate to hide ourselves. We heard what she had done to the Bishop, and… we dread that if she learned there were Underlanders living in Wonderland for even longer than him…” The one with the cane shook his head, trying to block out the thought. It must’ve been a dreadful idea, if he couldn’t even speak it.
The other spoke instead. “None of us want to face her wrath. Because she’d almost certainly burn this entire town down to make us pay for existing. No one would be innocent in her eyes; all co-conspirators in sheltering us from her… Not even you, Mrs. Mayor.” My hands shook. All this time, they had been living in fear of the Queen, and of anyone that got too cozy with her. I still feel so horrible for them. How could anyone be able to live that way? They… didn’t say much afterwards… I understood why. They must’ve felt like they had already told me too much. But it was better for them to tell than for this secret to be stressing them with their every moment. I left shortly after, thanking them for the hot chocolate, and finished greeting everyone not long afterwards.
I hadn’t even told Kaseki, Kamenshi or Galacta about this… I’m just writing it down, in this book, where no one will ever be able to find it. They trust me with their life, and I trust that this secret will stay in this book. I don’t even care if I have to rip out these pages to protect them; I will do it. No one deserves to live in such terror and fear for every day of their life. I swear, I will never tell her anything. I won’t let any of them down.
I would rather die than tell her anything.
July Thirty First, 1642.
Today marks one long decade of my curse. There has been no sign of it breaking. No sign of release or freedom from this dark spell, and yet, we have overcome the troubles she had forced upon us. While the world is indeed suffering, the town has slowly been clawing out of the worst of it. Well, as best we can thanks to the Queen’s regular intervention. If I was not so… polite, I’d already have written out a rant of less than appropriate words to describe her. I have reason to believe she’s become paranoid with me still being in power, but I don’t have any time to make a revolution from the town. And besides, I’m not a Suit; I don’t have the power to take away the throne from Somnia, and no one has heard of the Spade, Diamond or the Club in ages. It’s like they’ve just up and vanished without a trace.
It’s… fine, though. We are doing what we can do without them. I’ve held up my promises to the town, which must be why I’ve held office for so long. Despite my curse, and despite the long hours of work… I do try my best to make sure we’re all protected… My mother seems a bit on edge with some of the things I’ve told her, though. Of course, I haven’t told her any secrets that I promised to never share. I could never… But, from what my Mother has told me… things have been getting worse over at the castle. People are being thrown into the prisons, some are being killed over petty slights… and Somnia seems to be driving herself even more mad than before…
If it was anyone else, I’d feel sympathy. Pity, at worst. But I don’t. I feel horrible for the people she’s betrayed, however. She had sworn to protect Wonderland when she took the throne, but she is just using her power and privilege to make everyone around herself suffer. She’s not cruel because she’s alone. She’s alone because she’s cruel. At this rate, I don’t think anyone should take the throne again. From what I’ve read of the history of Wonderland, it’s just more corruption as the line goes further down. Every power vacuum creates another crisis… I can only assume Underland or whatever other realities out there are doing far better than us.
…I’m just rambling again. I’m sorry.
August Twenty First, 1643.
My mother passed away today. I went to her house this morning to talk to her and to go out for breakfast, but she was already gone. She passed away peacefully. It feels… so wrong for her to not be here. I miss her so deeply, but it’s only natural that it would’ve happened. Her health had been in decline for some time now - since last year at least, but losing her still feels horrible. There are still so many things I want to ask her about, so many things I want to learn, and yet she’s taken her knowledge and experience into the void with her. Doing my work for the town will be a bit difficult, but I pray that this wave of misfortune will pass over soon.
August Thirtieth, 1643.
I… severely over estimated how hard losing my mother would be. When I went to the office the day of and after her passing, the others told me to go home and rest. After a brief protest, I did. But I still feel so exhausted. I wish she was here. I try to distract myself with my work, but it doesn’t work for long. I don’t know what’s worse now; this curse, or this… feeling that I could’ve helped her. She was going to die eventually, but we had plans. Places to see, things to do. And there are things I wanted to talk to her about, answers that I couldn’t find for myself. Kaseki and Kamenshi said this is normal after losing a parent, but… I still miss her so deeply. I want to keep her close, but just memories of her aren’t enough. Not really. Maybe if I actually had my father here to grieve with me… or if I had already learned how to grieve if he's not alive anymore, maybe this wouldn't feel so much worse… I hate to end this on a negative note, but… I just have nothing positive to say today.
September Fifth, 1643.
I've been doing more of my job to the best of my ability. Things have been rough, but the people have been understanding. There has been no word from the Card Castle for too long; I'm expecting a visit at any point. I hope that no one has noticed my stress, but it's a bit difficult. How long can I wait without an answer for the question if I’m even going to be alive at the end of the week? Somnia’s rage grows with every visit and every refusal.
While I was making my rounds, I believe the Twins had taken notice of my gloomy state. They were sitting at the café again, before they saw me and waved me over. While they still haven't told me their names, they’re pleasant as long as they don’t bicker. Which… Now that I think about it, it isn't very often. Probably not the best way to describe them, then. Those two will find anything to argue about. It’s rather impressive, but can also be draining to be around them for long.
The first twin, the one with the cane beside his chair, asked me how I was doing without my Mama. It… was hard to answer honestly. I don’t like being vulnerable to a good amount of the town, and with those two in particular, it’s best that you have your defenses up. But he was calm and sympathetic. Didn’t even raise his voice when his brother made another ill-timed joke. “I understand, my dear,” he said to me. “It’s very hard to lose someone, especially if they’re the only one that you’ve had for so long.” I… didn’t really want to hear it. I’ve been hearing things like that since Mama passed, and it was more so getting on my nerves at this point. When you hear the same thing over and over, even the most sympathetic of phrases can become nails on a chalkboard.
“I… Both of us had gone through something like this, dear. This… realization and pain of knowing they’re gone.” I gently excused myself the best I could, (I had no translator again today, but they seem to know what I said to them, even without Galacta’s help) but the more I think of it, the more I needed to hear what they said next. “Your mother would be proud of you.” I turned to look at them again, astonished at the gentleness of his voice. His brother was completely silent, but the look in his dark glasses told me that he was thinking the same. “You’ve been through a lot, and if anyone else was in your position, we would’ve caved to the Queen’s demands. Yet you still fight her tooth and nail for every shred of dignity that she wants to rip away from you.” I almost didn’t want to accept such kind words, but it felt very nice to be appreciated in that regard. I… hope that’s not my ego talking.
After a bit longer, I said my farewells again, and left them to their coffees. I can never tell what I’m going to get myself into when I go to talk to those two, but just knowing that they care about the struggles it takes to keep this town safe from the Queen… It just helps. I think that maybe that’s why they left Underland all that time ago. Despite the risks, they somehow knew things were going to get bad on this side of the rift. I spoke with my spouses about this earlier, and I was surprised to hear that they agreed. They said that my Mama had done the best she could, but even she couldn’t stand against Somnia like I have. Again, it might just be my ego talking, but it feels like I’m carrying on the torch. Leading the town to a time and a kingdom that is safer for everyone. Not just for the one at the top.
September Eleventh, 1643.
Queen Somnia is paying the town another of her surprise visits. I had been warned by Galacta as her carriage and her royal guards appeared on the horizon. She's done so much to myself and my people. Why does she still feel the need to come to our home and spit in our faces? He's going to accompany me during my meeting with her, translating as he often does now. I still feel so foolish speaking to my people; talking to her will be like a nightmare. I wish Mama was still here. If not to guide me, then to at least hold my hand and understand what I’m going through.
When she arrived, she was her usual self. Soft and sickeningly sweet to the people, but the moment that she and I were behind closed doors, her vile self was on full display. Galacta Knight stood beside me, and his grip on one of the swords, even if it was just for decoration, was terrifying. His stare was blank and empty, but I know that he was furious to see her again. She laughed and taunted me, asking if I was finally ready to tell her my visions. I refused again, and that just made her more furious. She threatened to sentence me to Dull Glass if I refused any further. But I won’t bow down to her. And she knows that if she so much as raised a hand to me, she would come to regret it. She left without any sort of pleasure from the trip.
But regardless, if nothing is done to stop Somnia, she will become so powerful that she's going to starve the land, and even if she doesn't, her thorns will choke the life out of the people she had sworn to protect when she was crowned. When she had undoubtedly stolen the crown from the poor soul that was the Ruler of Wonderland before her. If only I could do something. If only any of the other suits were here to do something. Please, Club, wherever you are, please come back to us.
September Fourteenth, 1643.
The Club has returned.
I had a vision not long before I woke up this morning. There were vines covered in poisonous thorns spreading across Wonderland, and the world shattering like glass, leaving only a void in its wake. Then I saw a green glow, with clover flowers blooming, healing and piecing back together the broken world. From the furthest corner of the world where the light was coming from, there was a figure standing there, a young Bluebird child, with the Club in the palm of their hand. Our world, all of Wonderland, will come to the brink of destruction at the cruel hands of the Queen, but the Club will defeat her in some form or another. The Diamond and the Spade couldn't do it; I just pray that this nightmare will finally be over.
There was… another part of my vision however. When the world was falling to pieces, I saw the Moon. It appeared suddenly, and it glowed an ominous blood red. I… will have to do research on lunar imagery in Wonderland's history. The moon on the sleeve of my priestess gown is symbolic of wisdom, fertility, womanhood, and empowerment… But I don't think everyone would have used her symbol so kindly. I'll have to be extremely careful if the Queen pays another visit to our town. She has some way to tell if someone is lying to her; if she asks about the Club, and she learns that they’ve returned… There won’t be any way to save them.
September Seventeenth, 1643.
The world had fallen to ruin, if only briefly. When I woke up after everything went to black, the world was still and quiet. Whatever had happened, it was sudden. The Club was gone, but, to my joy, so was Queen Somnia. I can finally speak again. I can finally speak clear, proper sentences again. I’ve been waiting for this day for over twelve long years. The first thing I said to my spouses when they came home early to see if I was okay was “I love you”. We… We wept and laughed in joy, just holding each other for hours. We had taken the rest of the day off, and just spent the day together, finally able to just talk without needing someone to translate my words anymore.
September Twentieth, 1643
I was making my daily rounds today, a grand weight lifted from my shoulders, when I heard a small commotion. Some of the children were playing in the fields like usual, but some of the adults were standing at the edge of the town, staring at something. I went to investigate, and I’m not too sure how to describe what I saw. At least, I wasn’t sure without drawing potentially unwanted comparisons. There was a man playing in the fields, running around with the children, but also using a cane to help support himself. He had long, wavy, silver hair, two pairs of arms, and clothes like other Wonderlanders, but some of the movements he made resembled those Twins that came from Underland. As if he wanted to move slightly further or slightly less, but couldn’t compromise with his body. I went over to greet him, and he stumbled, before turning to look at me. That smile he had was slightly disturbing, but I think what was most concerning to me were his eyes. Or rather, the lack of his eyes, hidden behind those colourful glasses he wore. I tried to shut it out; it was horrifically rude of me to judge him based on something that he clearly tried to negate with his glasses. 
The children ran to me, cheerful and happy as ever, and the man greeted me like I was an old friend. “Oh ho! It has been quite a long time since I’ve seen you, miss. Perhaps… Twenty five years? Maybe longer?” I opened my mouth to respond to him, but I don’t think he had many people to talk to. He was so excitable, and even I couldn’t help but be lost in his amazement at just… existing, I suppose. “Ah, it doesn’t matter. How are you, though? How have you been? I’ve been meaning to find the place you described to me, and now I’m here!” I… gently expressed my confusion, and after a small chat, I… I knew I wasn’t crazy. I knew that he wasn’t gone forever. That was Shard. Shard was standing right in front of me! He really was alive… or as alive as you could be, trapped under a curse for that long. Had it really been over twenty five years since I saw him? I’ll have to check.
I spent the rest of the day just talking with Shard, or Lucid as he preferred to be called now. It wasn’t a name he chose for himself, but it stuck, and he didn’t think he’d change it. He stumbled through the streets, even when Kamenshi came over to help him walk. Lucid was still taller than Shimi, but the support was deeply needed. A cane could only do so much for him, as we quickly discovered. I can’t imagine sitting down for so long, and even being able to walk or float ever again. And yet, here he was, walking, running, and just breathing in how life should have been for him. A life that the Ex-Queen Somnia had stolen from him. I will have to inquire how the Club had even defeated Somnia and how she was dethroned, but I think that might be a bit too soon to discuss. Perhaps at another date.
For now, Shard, Lucid, whatever his name will be, is alive, and I believe the guest bedroom will be occupied for some time.
September Twenty Fifth, 1643.
Something rather unexpected happened today. I had woken up today with a bit of a cold, and we’re out of medicine at the moment. Kaseki said the soonest she’ll be able to get some cold medicine is tonight, but it’s bad enough that I don’t think I’ll be able to go to work today. Lucid had caught wind of my ailment, and offered, chipper as ever, to take my place for the time being. I… attempted to persuade him to not take the offer. Even a calm day was still quite a lot of work, but he seemed up to the challenge. He clumsily let me know that the town was in safe hands. I kindly asked Galacta to keep an eye on him and to help him. I don’t want him to overwork himself or to do something that would take more than a small conversation to undo. I doubt it would get that far, but the chance is still there.
For now, I’m just sitting in bed, reading a few books, the fan on to keep the room decently cool, and a nice drink of warm water, lemon juice and honey to soothe my throat. Perhaps I can use today to continue more of my research, but I'll have to take more notes to make sure I actually remember anything. I’ve seen more than one instance of Lucid’s newfound clumsiness get him into more than a spot of trouble, but with no word from the Card Castle still, maybe we’ll finally get an easy going day for Lucid. He did say he was the Bishop of Underland, but I don’t think that Wonderland is the same, even back when our worlds were connected. So long as he tries his best and Gala is there, I should be able to rest easy.
Probably.
October Thirteenth, 1643.
When the wrath of the bloodstained moon bathes the sky and washes over the land, the nightmares that burned up our imaginations will come to flesh. All corners of the Divided Realities shall be consumed by The Lands Between. The Traitors and the Sinners will perish in the flames, and the Bystanders will be without hope. Our Judgement Day is arriving.
I have no recollection of writing this. Did I write it and pass out? Or did I write it in my sleep? I… I don’t even remember having a vision that could prompt this… I’ll have to get into contact with the Card Castle soon… As much as I despise that place… I need to speak with the new Queen. Wonderland is in more danger than I thought we were.
October Twentieth, 1643
The Club has returned again.
It’s… strange. Mama said that out of all of the Suits, the Club has always been the most mysterious and the least likely to be around for significant amounts of time. They primarily appear when the Divided Realities, as my… as my blackout vision described it, are in immediate danger, possibly even when they are close to complete destruction, and soon after the source of the problem has been removed, they disappear into the pages of myth once more. The history books are full of the first three suits, but the Club is barely present for more than two sentences. It’s… frustrating to say the least. It doesn’t help that there’s so much missing. I’ll have to ask the Jailer, Dero, about some of Wonderland’s past.
The trends that I’m finding are most interesting, though. The Heart is most often the ruler of Wonderland. The Spade is often a powerful Lord or Lady, sometimes at the right hand or even the consort to the Heart. The Diamond varies, but in times of unrest and war, is usually the first to rebel against the throne and even be the leader of a rebellion faction. And the Club, whenever they make themselves known, is often the mediator; the one to take control of all of Wonderland, even for a fraction of a second and even if they don’t know it, to ensure the future of Wonderland is in good hands. Perhaps there was a flaw in how they did it recently.
Lucid said the Club is a child; a young bluebird by the name of Fylass. He left to travel the world a few days after I recovered from my cold, and visited again briefly yesterday to return to Card Castle. I was able to ask him about the Club, and said “they are a troubled youth, but I’m sadly unaware if they are even alive anymore. If they are, it breaks my heart that they haven’t come back to say they’re okay.” I believe the current Club is the same one that assisted in dethroning Somnia… Speaking of Somnia, I haven’t heard of her since she was dethroned. Not even Lucid really had an answer as to where she disappeared to. While I’m curious… I can’t say I’m sympathetic. After all, she almost certainly made enemies in every village, town and district in Wonderland. I think the only choice she’d have now is to disappear completely; leave Wonderland to find some place that she could eventually call a home for herself again.
I just know it won’t be here.
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Aeon and Cresunsa belong to me
Queen Somnia belongs to @stardustshimmer
Shard/Lucid belongs to @lostsoulau-ask
Dero belongs to @monsterhatdoodles
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