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It was a new day in Hearts, and she was the Queen.
“Off with his head.”
Sameen Groves (Shoot)har citeretfor 6 år siden
‘Why is a raven like a writing desk?’
Haruhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
He smiled at her, and it was the friendly sort of smile that reached to every corner of his face, drawing dimples into his cheeks, crinkling the corners of his eyes.
Haruhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
When will I see you again?’ he whispered.
Haruhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
Jest stiffened and wrapped his free arm around her waist.
Haruhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
My lady, I am a professional fool. I can say with certainty that you do not have the makings of one.’
She
Haruhar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
The Joker’s entire face lit up. ‘Can it be! A real-life lady with a laugh like that! I believed you were naught but mythological creatures. Please, do it again.’
April Joyce Batahar citeretfor 9 måneder siden
I pictured to myself the Queen of Hearts as a sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion – a blind and aimless Fury.
– LEWIS CARROLL
zoeyhar citeretfor 10 måneder siden
They smell tart.’
‘They are tarts.’
nigohosyanmarinahar citeretsidste år
I pictured to myself the Queen of Hearts as a sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion— a blind and aimless Fury