Deck of cards

“I cry among Kings and Jokers and show anyone my hand I lie among Aces and Jacks like a wild card from a cut-throat game I ain’t got much to hide And I ain’t got much to lose I still want hearts and diamonds But I prefer playing by my own set of rules”

ANNA SKÖLD

A will of her own

The Story said NO. Twice (or a couple of hundred times). ”I will not be written or told just because you have words like Radioactive and Isolation on the tip of your tongue. I’m not that kind of a Story”. She obviously had a will of her own, so I had to let her be. Untold. ”I might as well go back to dancing with unicorns and fantasy friends then”, I replied somewhat relieved. ”Yeah, you do that patient one, cause it ain’t gonna happen”

ANNA SKÖLD