The child held the battle flag in hand, and wore a wreath on his head. Strangely, the sunflowers were not gazing at the Sun, but at the child—as if he shone brighter than the Sun itself.
The Sun in the sky had a solemn and beautiful face, radiating twenty-one rays of light. Eleven of them were straight and infinite, while ten were twisted and short.
"... Eleven is the holy number of hope, and ten is the number of the Void?"
Aiwass murmured softly, closing his eyes.
As he gradually immersed his consciousness and mana into the card, it began to ignite with radiance.
The originally old and faded "Agitation" emitted a steady glow, like a red-hot iron ball. Every inch of the card was filled with golden radiance, and suddenly a system panel popped up in front of Aiwass.
It was as if an invisible pen of light was writing—word by word, accompanied by bursting sparks, gradually emerged stroke by stroke.
[Enchantment: Thorn Crown (The Sun)]
[Discard: Light 11 or Dark 10]
