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| ElvenWordforRabbit 2003-07-10 ch 1, | Be glad for your ignorance, I know my other half, and dead I wish she was. She is all the pain and stupidity and anger I have worked so hard to hide from ever-judging eyes. Yet she does not sleep, awaiting in lucid patient to claim my sanity and what remains of my tattered soul. Still, for all her faults and mistakes, her creation is not her own. I pushed her there, alone and banished, to hide my own imperfections. This said, I wonder who truly claims the right to this body. Perhaps I should be the lost one. |