Jack of trades love long lost
In the palace of dreco carde there lived a young tortured soul who was neither a man nor a boy. He's just a jack they say not as important as a queen or king. Jack always felt bad. A frown imprinted on his face. Not because he want treasured like a king or loved like a queen but the one he loved most always loved the queen. For Jack was all hearts for queens.
He wrote poems to reciprocate his love for her. But the queen never felt the same. She wanted a man a real man. Not a jack of trades.
One day broken hearted Jack could not take it anymore. He took an axe and placed it behind him. He used his forever inked pen to carve out his heart and held it infornt of him. As he stared at his heart he whispered my heart will forever be with you my queen. With the axe behind his head Jack permanently healed his broken heart in a way that he could never love again.
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Dead Men Tell No Tales
NouvellesA collection of short stories, occasionally poems and mostly horror and tragedy. Hope you enjoy!
