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Surprises. An easy word. Three vowels, three syllables.
Something unexpected.
Astonishing .
An eye opener.
Something shocking.
Hehehheheehe. Shocking.
Skinny nimble fingers worked the plastic covering off a fresh deck of card, beady eyes admiring the sleekness of it. Gloved hands shuffled the deck, quickly laying the cards out neatly on a beaten wooden table. With eyes closed, he ran his fingers across the smooth cards, the crackle of the fire filling his head with warmth. He had to admit, it made the stone room quite cozy. Eyes snapped open with delight, as he admired the three of spade card he randomly picked. He soak the corners of the card in a puddle of dark blood. Oh yes, tonight was going to be fun.
Fun. An exhilarating word. One vowel, one syllable.
Amusement.
Light hearted pleasure.
Enjoyable.
Entertaining.
Oh, so very entertaining.
Eyes darted around, scanning every card carefully like an eagle would to prey. Excitement bubbled up in his eyes as he feasted upon a 5 of diamonds card, dipping the corners in a small pool of blood. Each breath he took was gleeful and relaxed, as he squealed in delight. Oh everything was working out perfectly! Before he felt like he could blow up a few streets, but now he felt like he could blow up the whole country. He felt great, after all the best medicine is indeed laughter.
Laughter. Three vowels, two syllables.
Squeals of delight.
Chuckles that blurt out of nowhere to ease up ones nervousness.
Vocal expulsion of air from the lungs.
Half hearted giggles to cover up an awkward situation.
Or to cover up one's screams.
Either way it worked for him.
Eyes gleamed at the cards, before falling upon an ace of hearts. Hearts..lovely blood red hearts. His favourite card, besides the Joker card of course. A smiled curved his lips. Hearts, the symbol of love.
Love. Two vowels, one syllable.
Fondness.
Endearment.
Blood.
Passion.
Loyalty.
Knifes.
Caring.
Fear.
Poison.
Affection.
A loud giggle rippled through his throat, oh he knew the exact definition of love. It was any of those silly things. Not trust, or hugs, or kisses. Not stupid names like darling, sweetheart, honey. Nope all wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Because to him. Love...
Hands dipped the last corner of the ace card into the blood. Delicately, he took out a blunt knife, dipping it in blood and drawing a neat and clear design, splat across the card. With wings made out of two hearts, it was the shape of a bat.
...Well love was Batman.
He ripped the card in half tossing it into the fire, watching it slowly burn before it was nothing but ash.
"Oh love burns, doesn't it Batsy?" He chuckled, eyes reflecting the hungry flames dancing in the fire.
"And burn you shall."
I'm sorry this took sooooo long to update! But it's here now! So, I hope this was worth the while? Ish.
Thanks for reading! Reviews are APPREICATED. Always. : )