(I’m starting a continuing story this is the prologue for it. I hope you enjoy it♡)

She was only five, five when she was abandoned. She couldn't remember the event clearly but she remembered how she got her name. Her place. Her _magic_. The little girl walked into the circus. Elephants dance, tightropes sway, trapeze swing. But the most amazing thing to her was the games. The card games. She ripped a poster off the wall, barely able to reach it. It had a girl with pale white skin on it, spades covering her dress, on it.

**The amazing Spade Champion of poker and fortune teller of the seasons.

Missing, call 908-467-2945 if you find her.**

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A girl with a trunk rushed by, spilling cards all over the girl. _Spade_. She picked up a card. The word spade wrote itself on the card. Her name was Spade. And _she_ was going to be the greatest card sharp in the world.

HardCoreWriter- as I said above I’m creating a series called House of Spades. I hope you all liked this and have a wonderful day/night ♡