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Post by [Midnight] on Apr 30, 2008 16:39:55 GMT -5
The words didn't sting at all. She knew what she was. She knew she was PMSing all hours of the day, that she stepped out of all all too often, and she wasn't very popular. But she wouldn't have it any other way. Because in that situation, the one she purposely put herself in, she felt like she was in control. Like she had it all planned out. The truth was, Satine was broken on the inside, and the chances of her ever recovering were impossible. Brody was dead... The pups... Were dead. Her own mother tried to kill her. Her father ran off a long time ago. She had nothing left in this world. So why bother go looking for something better? When there was nothing better? She could never go back to the past. Nobody could. She'd die someday, a useless death. She'd lead a selfish life, take the lives of other creatures to sustain her own sad, miserable piece of crap being. But so what?
Satine wasn't going to go down without fight, dammit. The world had taken everything away from her, so she was going to sap as much life from the world as she could, while she was alive. It was her sweet revenge. It was what kept her going everyday.
And Falling Moon, though full of simple-minded creatures, was perfect for her fullproof destiny. Her cover-up. Besides, she had already sinned in her lifetime and there was no going back.
She smiled to herself, gave Almira's backside the dirtiest look, and turned away irately. For Brody.
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