Taedirk

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“Ah, but inside, the treasures that it hid are revealed as false idols, their worth a fragile illusion sold by a wrapping now in tatters. In this, we see a familiar kind of yearning: the gap between one’s desire for wealth and the destitute reality that curses us all. We see it again in this pair of cards I lay side by side, near but never touching, as they dwell within the space between wanting and fulfillment. This too is yuri.” Sophia squints at the cards in question. “That card’s a catapult and that’s some kind of glowing bog. How is any of that ‘yuri?’” I rub my hands together with glee, fully prepared for this next question. “Imagine, if you will, a pair of girls called to war, kept together by sheer coincidence as they are tasked with pushing a catapult to the front lines of conflict. They know they might not survive, but they still hesitate to confess their deeply-held feelings for another, kept silent by fear of love unrequited. The catapult reaches swampland and finds it unsuited for traversal, like a pit trap waiting to swallow it whole, but is that relationship not also a forbidden love? The allure of the will-o-wisps as they dance above the waterline, those muddy black pools hiding a hundred years of secrets, where a machine that was built only to destroy may find itself nurturing the cycle of life through a brave yet ultimately meaningless sacrifice.” I pause for effect, then finish, “It’s yuri of absence, you uncultured swine. Read a book.” Sophie raises an eyebrow. “So, I take it from the insults that you don’t want me to buy you another pack?”