The first card was a clear one, a black fox chasing its own tail, that connected nicely with the words in the guidebook. Original impulse, endless road, stasis created by continuous chaos. Then the second, a spark, the immovable starting the movement on a definite timeline. A man with the head of a dragon. There were others that Ted did not struggle with too much, and his favorite, a mythological image of the head demon – Dogormo, a name that wished to be repeated more often – was a particularly heinous one with all kinds of strange weapons in his hands. The other weapon looked like a really small bow but was actually a wine glass, which was fitting, since Dogormo was the protector of drunkards and warriors alike. This connotation was not well received by the military men of Sennas in its prime, and this had caused occultism to fall out of favor.
Ted chuckled. Dogormo had nothing to use against the sun god.
