Grub

{t}, {u}: Look at the top card of target library,
draw a card.
"There was no doubt among them concerning the
meaning of the omen, and Strings was inclined to
agree. A child leads us to our deaths. A leg bone to
signify our march, withered under the curse of the
desert sun. We've all lived too long, seen too much, to
deceive ourselves of this one brutal truth: this army of
recruits now see themselves as already dead."
-Strings reflection