Beneath The Surface

A grand lady with a past, she dressed in black; a black so solid and heavy it restricted even rays from the most brilliant stars and kept safe inside the secrets of her destiny; a black solid because it had absorbed the evil of night life and secret forays. The castle had been her home until a recent incident involving a lover whose tangled sharp talons worked their way inside her shield. Too taken by his masked attentions she let her guard down; failed to heed the inner alarm (the very thing she was destined to do) as it steadily blinked its warning.
Sun shone through the wooden shutters high on the wall as she stood on the ground now gazing towards her castle; she felt no warmth from the same sunshine. Almost defeated the lady in black could feel her shoulders lower; the weight of a thousand battles weighing heavily down. A lifetime spent protected behind the walls she now found herself banished from, gave her no footing to begin here on the outside amidst the unknown. Not unknown by example, for her heavy black exterior had absorbed every kind of evil, but unknown to actually have walked and lived with and among the others from this side of her, until now, protected walls.

She could hear the gallop of the horses in the distance; were they coming for her now? Where could she find shelter from the fate that surely awaited her in this hostile place, now that her guise had been so viciously uncovered and she had been banished to walk among those she was destined to protect, who thought of her as the wicked one (but would have loved her had she been at liberty to reveal who was really beneath this dark exterior).

Clutching her blood stained cloak, which bore the battle scar inflicted by the one who had vowed to love her forever, she wasn't sure she would see another sunrise. She was so very tired. Laying down on the cool grass to rest, her heavy eyelids closed; she knew beneath the disguise of this black exterior The Queen of Hearts still lived.

........On this cool grass a kind lady found 'The Queen of Spades'.

Back on January 07, 2010 I wrote about my chance meeting with 'The Queen of Spades', wondering of what significance finding the card might be. Linda suggested I might write about how the card ended up on the grass where I found it.....this is my first tale of possibility....:)