Queen of Swords

Chit-chit-chit—
tremble, twitch.
Inside you dwell—
trigger, itch.
Instinct, thirst—
Flick, quiver, flick.

Wee-chip, wee-chip—
whisper, weigh.
Surroundings safe—predator, prey.
I remember now.
We’re safe.

Kak—
Mark, claim.
This is mine—
cut and close.
Stand back.

Fold and focus.

D
R
O
P
P
I
N
G—

down.

Keee—
lift and stretch,
I remain.

eeeeeeee—
Resound,
unafraid—
I'm restrained.

yaaaa—echo and rise—
combine.
aaaaaaaa!

Endlessly sound—
I reign.


Keywords & Card Content

At the top of the Gulf Tower, Eight guards her egg. Cloaked in black leather, she stands secure, her face serious. Her braids wrap around her throat. Swords decorate her cape and form a fence around her throne, their tips spearing evil eyes. A crown of blades rise above her head. Two moons glow in the background, steely stars centered within them.

She waits until she’s signaled.

She is contained.

The Queen of Swords is cool, calm, and emotionally balanced. Often she is a mature woman with a shadowed past who uses that experience to understand and empathize with others. She protects hew worth, unapologetically.

You are the Peregrine Falcon—the fastest bird on earth—watching for incoming threats. The swords around you may be protective boundaries…or they may be walls. It depends on perspective.

You present yourself as put-together and self-possessed.You are observant, keen, and critical when necessary. You take comfort in your story because it made you strong. Others often feel safe in your steadiness.

But intensity can be misread. Clear boundaries can look like distance. Some people interpret self-protection as conflict because they take limits personally.

You know better.

Defining acceptable and unacceptable behaviors is self-preservation. You care for yourself so you can care deeply for others. Just don’t become so guarded that yo forget warmth. Don’t get so lost in your head that you become the person you’re trying so hard not to be. Break cycles without creating new ones.

Dysfunctional Family Roles: The Martyr, The Narcissist, The Helicopter Mom, The Perfectionist Mother

In an unhealthy system, the Queen’s strength can distort.

You might become The Martyr—complaining about all you’ve sacrificed, resentful because you feel unseen. Boundaries feel impossible, leading to internal and external struggles.

Or, you could be The Narcissistic Mother or The Perfectionist Mother—viewing children as extensions of yourself. If they don’t measure up, you take it as a measure of your worth. Love might be withheld, even subconsciously.

Or, as The Helicopter Mom, you hover constantly to keep your children safe. Yet, in this overzealous watching, you hinder their growth and create intense fear—both in them and yourself.

If you don’t allow your children to make mistakes, how will they fail? If they don’t fail, how will they learn? If they succeed, will they still need you? And, who are you without them?

Healthy self-care rituals and passion projects are essential so that when the nest empties, you remain fulfilled. You don’t want to feel forlorn, holding an empty shell and mourning your loss.