Milena, Tarot Card, The Star, A splendorous young woman, with long brown hair and brown eyes, plays by a lake. Her long, hazel hair cascades down her back as she gazes intently at the viewer before her. A bright and beautiful stars shine above her. “The Star arrived on a Tuesday, trailing the scent of jasmine and forgotten centuries. Her dress, stitched from twilight, rustled with the whispers of dead playwrights. At twenty-six, she was both girl and myth: her curls defied gravity, her petticoats hid doves that burst forth in applause. Men swore her beauty mark migrated each night—today a comet, tomorrow a tear. Once, during a soliloquy, the theater flooded with rosewater, and the audience aged decades in an hour. When asked her name, she replied, ‘I am the one who outlives Macondo,’ and vanished in a storm of yellow butterflies.
