The Queen of Spades bears a sword within her. To rule and reign. To execute and pardon. She has cold blood running through her veins. Her mind is a wellspring of purity. The sword is the tool of one who is proficient. Within her resides the sagacity to govern, to dispel obstacles and barriers, to declare triumph. She is capable of all. Birds are steadfast allies. They bear news. The earliest tidings arrive in the night, ensuring that by morning, the Queen shall bestow the illumination of truth.
Black signifies transformation.
Silver embodies the coolness of judgment and intellect.
Red is the energy of Mars. Active, offensive steps.
Blue is the mind.
Yellow carries the voice of the subconscious Green is nobility and indulgence.
“My sword shall be your key. Claim the key for yourself, and leave me the sword.”