FIONA

Pure? What does it mean?
The tongues of hell
Are dull, dull as the triple
Tongues of dull, fat Cerberus
Who wheezes at the gate. Incapable
Of licking clean
The aguey tendon, the sin, the sin.
The tinder cries.
The indelible smell
Of a snuffed candle!
Love, love, the low smokes roll
From me like Isadora's scarves, I'm in a fright
One scarf will catch and anchor in the wheel....
Darling, all night
I have been flickering, off, on, off, on.
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher's kiss....
I am too pure for you or anyone.
Your body
Hurts me as the world hurts God. I am a lantern ---
My head a moon
Of Japanese paper, my gold beaten skin
Infinitely delicate and infinitely expensive.

Does not my heat astound you. And my light.
All by myself I am a huge camellia
Glowing and coming and going, flush on flush.
I think I am going up,
I think I may rise ---
The beads of hot metal fly, and I, love, I
Am a pure acetylene
Virgin
Attended by roses,
By kisses, by cherubim,
By whatever these pink things mean.
Not you, nor him.
Not him, nor him
(My selves dissolving, old whore petticoats) ---
To Paradise.

- from Fever 103,
Sylvia Plath

Key 2. The next card depicted a woman: red-haired, green-eyed, creamy complected, clothed in gray and green. Where she stood half of her was in shadow, the other half brightly illuminated, and she held a metal staff, and at her feet a pentacle was drawn in blood.
Fiona, along with Bleys, rebelled against Dara and set up her state in Shadow, where she is known as the Red Witch and is the cause of a great many of the Queen's nightmares. Her current whereabouts are unknown, although it is supposed that she is not in the same location as Bleys, for reasons obvious to a skilled tactician. She is even more adept at the use of the Dark Magic than is Bleys.

Recently wounded in a Trump attack on the Shogun, Fiona is thought to be healing somewhere in shadow, but where is not clear.