Queen of Cups

She is hidden from sight but never far away. I know she lurks in the depths of the human heart and she waits like the Kraken waits for a ship to devour.

The water is a strange phenomena; it is fluid ; it is soft; it slips through our fingers yet it can be contained within a shell.

There is a storm coming and water drowns out all else when it hits the shore. Even shells get washed away in the flood.