A full moon marks the hour as the seventh card appears, silence overtaking the cold night air.

Death. The embodiment of change, an immutable force that does not discriminate between beggars and kings. It brings an end to all things, clearing the way for new beginnings, for life cannot exist without Death.

Atop a moonlit graveyard, he sits upon a fresh grave, his figure an omen of the sickness that claims its toll on all equally.