In the end, it’s not the men who will decide the course of this war.

The Healer (3-headed snake curling around an egg), the Offering (an outstretched hand under a crescent moon, at night), the Poet (unseen in the dark but there are hands around what looks like a crystal ball and birds flying across a twilight sky), and from the bottom of the deck, the Queen (a full moon with a snake, a hand under the snake, and a lotus), all from the Wild Unknown Oracle deck.

No positions in this spread. What I see is a snake on one side and a poet on the other, with an offer in between, an offer with a crescent moon overhead. That doesn’t look like endless war. It looks like eventual peace. It looks like someone makes a sacrifice to bring about peace.

But then again, these cards don’t indicate whether the offer is accepted. I just feel like a sensible person would accept any pretext to stop this.

At the bottom of the offer is the Queen. Not the Commander in Chief, not the Supreme Leader, but the Queen.

But there isn’t a queen in this picture, you might say.

Sometimes there isn’t when the cards are drawn, but there is one when the time comes.

But even if not, there is still always a queen, there are billions.

And what decides the direction isn’t always what we see in the news.

So. We’ll see.

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