"A heretic in the theocracy. A murderer in the glens. What is it you seek?" Her gnarled knuckles wrapped the mug and raised the tepid drink to her cracked teeth.
"I seek answers."
"You seek death."
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The twins were opposites in every way. While he could put anyone at ease, she wore an ominous air like a cloak.
Her brother asleep beside her, she watched me over the fire. "What do you know of the Mordag?" she purred.
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Her voice once pulled me from nightmares, but now it's stitched with hatred. "You betray your family. Cavort with heretics," she spits. "You've changed."
Some deep part of me fractures as I draw my blade. "I cannot stomach the madness any longer. I'm sorry."
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I saw her there, still 18, curled in the corner of the Fleischmann's bottle. Fists bruised, nails torn, voice raw, she looked small. I forgave her. You can't be a mother from a glass prison.
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Papa taught me morality- how to work hard and be fair. He pointed to the city and her welfare queens. He worked for what he had. Papa never saw that those boot straps he pulled up also stomped down.
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@Iron_Spike Random thing in my 100+ year old house: the frame is raw lumber. Just like trees with the bark still on. Got a big surprise when putting up drywall.
@SuddenlySapphic I bought a wooden pull box. I painted it pretty colors. I refilled it every Sunday when I tidied my room. That worked for like a month... and I never actually finished painting it.
@BarlowAdams I hate having to go to the doctor for regular sick. "Does it hurt?" I mean, yeah. Everything hurts, all the time, for no reason. "Are you fatigued?" I don't understand the question. A fucking storm cloud makes me fatigued. I don't know if this is different. Just do a blood test.
This room is the refuge: the eye of the cyclone. Dr. Dan says to measure danger in meters.
5m out: nothing can hurt me.
100m out: beyond the walls, who knows?
I've been sorry before, so today I choose safe.
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