"In a world where gender was nothing,
Where 'King' and 'Queen' we're just words of status and power.
In a world where the battle field was a chess board
And each believed they held the upper hand,
Had the ultimate pieces in their grasp.
In a world where all forgot they destructed the single board they danced on,
Realizing too late that it was not a game."
The beggar was dragged off the streets, pulled away from the large crowd that had formed.
"What are you playing at," his captor said as he shook the cloaked figure angrily. Peering over their hood with a red glint in their maniacal eyes, the beggar gave a silent smile and tired laugh, and responded:
"Unfolds a tale from a thousand years ago; the lost King, the fortunate Jack, the exiled Joker, the pain of a Queen."
And with a raspy laugh, disintegrated into the wind leaving nothing but scattering feathers that sickeningly clung to the skin.
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Beggars Tale
FanfictionIn a kingdom, In a world, Where King and Queens are just words of status and power, Where nations don't exist but are in turn are dominated by card suits Unfolds the tale of a lost King, a fortunate Jack, an exiled Joker, and a woeful Queen.
