Five of Swords

They don’t believe you. But then it is hard to trust someone with a sword in their hand. Even if the sword is a present. Even if you carry with it the hard won gifts of your long battle to see, to know, to be seen, to be known. The swords in their hands you gave them too. Your willingness to fight for what is theirs has made them want more from their lives. Who will have what when the swords clang to rest? Will all have more or will all have less?