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XII. The Hanged Man

“I am in this position because I want to. I have this sensation of eternally falling toward myself. I cross through pain to discover the strength of sacrifice. Little by little, I undo everything in me that could be called “me”. I own nothing, I know nothing, I want nothing, I can do nothing.

However, the entire universe passes through me, filling me with its whirlwinds before leaving. I am the infinite sky that lets the clouds pass by. I am nothing more than the beat of a heart that propels beauty toward the borders of creation. I become the peaceful gentleness in pain, the ceaseless gratitude, the door that leads victims to ecstasy, the sloping path on which we slide toward the heights, the living light that circulates in the darkness of blood.“

Finally, The Hanged Man is here! I have always loved this particular Arcanum: this card represents a moment of suspension that can be turned to our advantage to refine our plans. It can also refer to a block or an inability to take action; it often indicates that the time is not right for making a decision. It can also symbolize self-punishment, illness, sacrifice, gift of oneself and tendency to be manipulated. I chose to draw Will Graham in this card, hanged as in Digestivo, seventh episode from @nbchannibal Season 3. Hope you like it!

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“It’s been a long time since I saw your smile.”

Will looked up from his book, frowning, “I don’t have much
to smile about now do I?”

Hannibal sighed, settling in the chair across from his. They had
lived together now two months, this shared space a rarity enough that Hannibal
had barely dared to speak since Will had entered the sitting room. 

“The last time I can recall was the defeat of The Red Dragon.”

Will looked back down at his book and mumbled, “That
was…things were different then.”

Hannibal sighed, “I should not have allowed one moment to
cloud my mind with foolish dreams of a perfect dual existence when this
alternative is awash in the quiet misery of us both. Are you miserable, Will?”

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