Heartless

It was a new day in Hearts, and she was the Queen.

“Off with his head.”

‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’

He smiled at her, and it was the friendly sort of smile that reached to every corner of his face, drawing dimples into his cheeks, crinkling the corners of his eyes.

When will I see you again?’ he whispered.

Jest stiffened and wrapped his free arm around her waist.

My lady, I am a professional fool. I can say with certainty that you do not have the makings of one.’

She

The Joker’s entire face lit up. ‘Can it be! A real-life lady with a laugh like that! I believed you were naught but mythological creatures. Please, do it again.’

I pictured to myself the Queen of Hearts as a sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion – a blind and aimless Fury.

– LEWIS CARROLL

They smell tart.’

‘They are tarts.’

I pictured to myself the Queen of Hearts
as a sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion—
a blind and aimless Fury