[There is dark, and there is darkness, , and there are cards, floating in the air between bones . . . a stack of cards being cut and shuffled, and shuffled, and cut.]
Shall we see what has been taken?
[Bones drift apart, swirl around spread cards, tumbling over and around each as they're guided to the table. The Two of Joy, the Ten of Flames crossing the Ace of Empty. Each is laid quickly, deftly, with mechanical precision. The Six of Death.]
smooth and polished under his fingers. It comes away from the others easily, no resistance at all, as if he was doing no more than picking it out of the air.
Behind the one he holds in his hand, piece by piece, the bones begin to fall.]
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devotedtothecore) wrote2011-04-06 01:07 am
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[ looking around him, trying to see the shadows of any kind of hidden mechanism in the darkness ]
If this is some game or prank...
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Shall we see what has been taken?
[Bones drift apart, swirl around spread cards, tumbling over and around each as they're guided to the table. The Two of Joy, the Ten of Flames crossing the Ace of Empty. Each is laid quickly, deftly, with mechanical precision. The Six of Death.]
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This is important. Remember this.
swallowing, throat dry ]
What do you mean? I do not understand--!
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Your card, Thief. Yours . . .
Shall we see?
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[ strides towards the table, reaching out to snatch at the floating fingers ]
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--no, more importantly-- gripping the card in one hand, the other reaches for the fingerbones themselves, carefully this time ]
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the bone is
smooth and polished under his fingers. It comes away from the others easily, no resistance at all, as if he was doing no more than picking it out of the air.
Behind the one he holds in his hand, piece by piece, the bones begin to fall.]
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--and yet instinctively tries to grab the other falling bones out of the air ]
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and he is falling
and it is so dark
and there is bone, bone in his hand, bones of his hand—
but even thoughts are falling away now, falling into the dark.]
Have a pleasant dream, Thief.