The Power Brokers

Now we tread the path of Peh, the mouth. The card is The Tower. Here, reason and emotion go to war. Fortunes rise and fall in an instant, yet beneath the lightning lies the slow weight of decline.

Between Netzach and Hod the balance trembles. Passion and speech clash and fracture, ruled by warlike gods. In collapse is revealed not only ruin, but the faint possibility of another season — when reason may yet find its ground.