I see you,
even with only one eye.
Page of Swords Spell
Peek-a-boo, I see you—
do you want me to?
All eyes are on me—
do you like what you see?
Curtains, calling,
I’m here recalling,
Do I know my lines?
I hear your voices,
I see your faces—
I notice the smells
that nothing erases.
I remember the time
spent in very strange places.
Has there been a crime?
What am I divulging this time?
Hide and speak,
find and shriek—
let's all play a game.
Is it that one, again,
the one without a name?
Seek and hide,
who's to blame?
I dart back and forth—
like a flashy flame.
Peek and cry—
what did I find,
and what should I say?
Should I get the others,
or have they been locked away?
I like a spiky challenge
and get fuel from heated debate.
My words will take you under
if you're not in a solid state.
I know what you did
and now you know, too—
let's play another trick,
the one called...will-I-tell-on-you.
I love to listen to things
that aren't for me to hear,
but it's only to protect me
from all that isn't clear.
Secret secrets spill on the floor,
down the staircase,
and behind the closed door.
Shhhh, don't be too loud—
there might be something more.
One eye's closed to all I don't need.
The other's wide open,
and I'm here to succeed.
Did you notice what I have,
inside my broken wings?
Do you wonder what kind of locks
will be opened with my key?
When the lights turn back off,
and the cameras are still recording—
you can be sure
I’ll send my final warning.
Keep on clapping,
I'll pretend just a little more—
while you all keep yapping,
I'm keeping score.
If pushed to my limits,
I might start screeching—
the answers to the questions
that nobody's seeking.
I see you,
even with only one eye.
Secrets like this were born to die.
Keywords & Card Content
KEYWORDS: LIGHT—PERCEPTIVE, CURIOUS, ALERT,
DARK—SUSPICIOUS, SECRETIVE, GOSSIPY
IMAGE
Balancing lit bombs, Eight steadies herself on a dagger. Two swords stretch across her bat wings. A disco ball scatters light across her face— one eye closed, a key hidden in her throat. Her large ears capture sound from every direction. Painfully aware of her environment, you would’ t know it from her steady smile with a hint of rascal. She watches. She sees. She notices.
DIVINATORY MEANING
As the Page—the Sage— of Swords, you are the child of the mind. You stand on stage, balancing two lit bowling-ball bombs on your wings. Sound like a lot to carry?For you, it isn’t. You can handle pressure in small package.
The weight of past struggles sits ready to ignite, but instead of exploding, you diffuse them and remain calm. Your ears act as your eyes, sending signals to your mind so you can analyze the room. You are curious about how things work and deeply invested in learning. You seek balance and fairness. If something feels unsafe, you move strategically. You respect order, but you question rules that lack logic. You enjoy control—not to dominate, but to maintain stability. You observe first. You decide later.
You may lock away secrets for protection or future clarity. Your mind is sharp, and you understand that knowledge carries power. You don’t mind sharing your ideas with a willing audience. Just be careful not to perform so well that you forget your truth. Even on stage, integrity matters.
EIGHT’S INSIGHT
The one who sees everything but isn’t safe to say it.
In a dysfunctional family, the Page of Swords leans into shadow. You might become gossipy, secretive, or suspicious. You might tattle to earn approval—because praise feels like safety, and secrets can feel like currency. You stir the pot just to see what happens. You resist what isn’t your choice. Independence matters to you, and when it’s restricted, rebellion follows.
You are highly intelligent and deeply perceptive. People confide in you because you listen well. But under pressure, you may reveal what isn’t yours to tell—or withhold what protects you. You guard the family secret if exposing it would cost you your mask of confidence. You keep mental notes for security. You twist words, how to read a room, and how to survive the game.
But pause.
Is this a game you want to win? Do you even want to play?