Trump -
     The next card was blessed with the image of Argent's Kevlar Angel, Fatima.  Long dark hair, large dark eyes, hard dark heart.  I knew that Fatima hadn't faced the horrors that some of her kin had, yet something kept Corwin's daughter close to herself.  And it was rare that a smile graced her lips.
    The darkness behind the girl might have held eyes.  And fangs.  Yet neither seemed to bother the khaki-uniformed figure as she stood bathed in a fall of golden sunlight from somewhere off of the card.  Fatima was of the light and against the darkness with a holstered pistol at her side, a nightstick in her hand and the confidence of a scion of Argent in her stance.

Fatima's Symbol

Diaries -
27 - June - 2004
      24 - July - 2004
      22 - Aug - 2004
      17 - Oct - 2004
      12 - Dec - 2004
      9 - Jan - 2005
      6 - Feb- 2005
      11 - Dec- 2005