Subject: Prompt Three
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Posted on: 2019-07-19 13:39:00 UTC

Tiger was bored. This wasn’t exactly a usual occurrence, but after that day’s particularly hectic training battle he was both magically and physically exhausted. Quite often in these situations his father sprung some kind of surprise test on him, but this time that hadn’t happened yet.

He was sitting in the library with his sister, who was in the same state as him. They were meant to be researching spells to practice the next day, but neither of them had enough energy to focus and kept just staring off into space.

“Shall we play cards?” asked Holly suddenly.

Tiger looked down at the description of a spell to give your enemy a particularly nasty nosebleed and considered her suggestion.

“Uh… okay?” he said slowly, having lost the will to live but still prepared to try and avenge his earlier, very painful (in more ways than one) defeat.

Holly began to deal out the cards she’d just pulled from her pocket in a neat pattern: three in a row face down in front of each sibling, six face up in the middle, three in a pile to each of them and the rest stacked in the middle.

Tiger picked up his pile of three, the playing hand, and looked at them. Seven of bells, three of swords, queen of flowers. None of these matched the ranks of the central cards, so he flipped over one of his other cards. The six of swords.

There was, thankfully, the six of goblets in the centre, so he played his own six on top of that and, hoped that Holly’s hand didn’t include a third six, picked up a card from the stack: the knight of flowers.

Holly, it turned out, did have a six (of bells), which she played on top of the other two. This feat entitled her to an extra turn: she flipped one of her face-down cards, the queen of swords. There were, much to Tiger’s satisfaction, no queens in the centre. Holly groaned and took the queen into her hand, and then reached for the stack to add two more cards as a penalty for being unable to go.

But, being as shattered as Tiger, she was a lot more clumsy than usual, her coordination a mess, and so her hand hit the side of the stack and sent the cards flying everywhere.

“Typical,” muttered Tiger, and, finally giving in to his exhaustion, allowed himself to collapse on the floor.

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