A Scripta

Sleep is overrated, I tell you.

When I'm stuck, I pull out the cards. I have the Robin Wood deck, which I think is beautiful (though overtly caucasian) and simple. I usually cleanse them through incense, passing them through the cloud, then through a candle flame. Then I shuffle, thinking about the question. Sometimes I cut the deck into three piles, sometimes two, sometimes I just pull one out. In this case I just picked the top card.

Eight of swords.

Swords is a suit of action, mostly drastic or "bad". Swords cut, after all. In this deck, the card shows a woman tied up or in restraints standing on a desolate seashore, with eight swords surrounding her. It means being held back, tied up, restrained - and no one can help (the swords stop them). Mase is restrained with more than cuffs on his wrists and ankles. He's restrained by his own anger (also the swords). Swords cut him and others. His anger hurts himself and others.

Who is he angry at? This is what he's going to be out of it for, to try and figure it out. But the body can't just lay there...