In silence, An once again turned his gaze to the sunset in the distance. This time, she easily saw the symbol of the Wheel of Fortune in the sunset. The sun continued to set, and in the afterglow of the clouds, she saw the burning wheel of fortune falling slowly in the sunset, the Fool flashing by, the magician's grand performance, the priestess's sacrifice, the Two of Swords' hard struggle, and the emperor. The conspiracy, the transformation of power, the Nirvana of Death, the birth of the Three of Wands, seeing the Pope hidden behind everything, seeing thousands of people who were born and died wearing the Tarot, seeing countless efforts to break free from their own shackles, and seeing every soul struggling with themselves under the system. In the sunset, various Tarot illusions gradually faded with the fall of the Wheel of Fortune, and finally disappeared, leaving only the darkness of the future.
A story about tarot. Don't worry about the true meaning of Tarot... Because I don't know much about it. Tarot here is just a carrier and symbol.
Intention: Surrenders and resisters of fate, system and people