The Window of Suits

This is for anyone who knows the game isn’t finished. Four suits. Four motifs. A red human heart—love in its truest form. A red spade tool—what digs the ground they stand on. A ruby studded diamond—wealth earned, not given. Flowing cloves—growth that keeps moving. Each a window into where these symbols began. The piece itself is not complete. They decide how to wear it. Their story. Their way. The rest is theirs to play.