A being is sinking in a swamp of their own delusions and emotional turmoil. Two shadowy beings reminiscent of the plague doctors of the Dark Ages lurk in the background like opposing mirrors, carrying poison in their cups or medicine..? The cups between them are inlaid with gold and jewels and light a pathway out of the darkness, they are the cups of truth and hope. The two cups tipped in the black waters spill blood and snakes, and reflect sacrifice and passions. The spilling labyrinthine cup before her displays her life path and the choices she must make. The elemental or angelic being above her has taken physical form from the soil and water and reaches to help, she has heard the cry of this lost soul and knows it to be in earnest.