Queen of Diamonds rolls, clearly disheartened.

Nightmares?

Always.

King of Hearts stands up greedily, chastising the whispers of his mind. 

Fists clenched ever so gently, destroying the world in his grip.

His breath of wind, breath of destruction, breath of creation. 

Seeps the butterflies will into his own.

Effects of forever fall on frozen skies.

The world is dead in forever's eyes.

Sweetness seeps in, seeks in seasons, Sees in reason.

My world died when you still crawled.

But I brought it back, because I could not bear to see the sky weep.

Weep for the fallen and the broken. Homeless and unspoken. 

The weep of a mother whose stillborn still haunts.

Taunts.

Forgive me, my Queen of Spades, for your Suicide King has lost his blades.

Cold breath whips onto my cold flesh.

Short breaths lead to quick deaths.

My world is shrinking, but the world is forever.

I am forever, forever bends to my will.

Infinity has nothing on me.