The Meeting

The Queen of Cups held her hands over her eyes as she slumbered down the street. It had been one of those days where she couldn’t find the silver lining to be grateful at all. The Ace of Swords, carefully weighed all options before entering the sidewalk at the same time as the always moody Queen. He winked at her, as their eyes met, and for a split second, a smile flickered behind her stormy eyes.