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shelley_winters) wrote2006-09-17 09:13 pm
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Shaking, Shelley continues down the hall, stumbling occasionally as increasing rage slowly overtakes her. If he knew - but he does know, how can he live with himself, how can any of them believe they have the right to take up another person and-
Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
(Some find that very liberating.
Then why not Rahvin? He could always use another little sextoy.
Lanfear gave me to understand she was quite hers to trade to me.)
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
Because they can do anything they want, they are never powerless, everything is simple and easy (You little fool) if you're the one doing those things
You caught me under false pretenses
She misses a step and falls against the wall, breathing as if running a marathon, tears soaking her face. He dragged her away from everything, out of all the people, someone who hates him, and then if she does something she doesn't like he changes her as he wants he'll make her something else just because he can like Graendal just wiped away everything with a wave of her hand-
How long before you let me go?
(I love you)
You set my soul alight
And dressed her like painting a picture that never changes, oh God.
You set my soul alight
Oh God.
(You set my soul alight)
Lanfear killed Loira. Can't have that, have her getting in the way when I want to do something, I have to make her tell me all she knows, quick now,
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
(Don't lie to me, Shelley.) No, no.
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
"No. No, no, no, no..."
(You set my soul alight)
Your history with baths is not particularly pristine.
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
"No! No!"
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Shaking in near-hysterical convulsions, the girl sobs violently in a curled heap of damp towel and thin, fever-hot limbs.
(black hole)
Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
(Some find that very liberating.
Then why not Rahvin? He could always use another little sextoy.
Lanfear gave me to understand she was quite hers to trade to me.)
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
Because they can do anything they want, they are never powerless, everything is simple and easy (You little fool) if you're the one doing those things
You caught me under false pretenses
She misses a step and falls against the wall, breathing as if running a marathon, tears soaking her face. He dragged her away from everything, out of all the people, someone who hates him, and then if she does something she doesn't like he changes her as he wants he'll make her something else just because he can like Graendal just wiped away everything with a wave of her hand-
How long before you let me go?
(I love you)
You set my soul alight
And dressed her like painting a picture that never changes, oh God.
You set my soul alight
Oh God.
(You set my soul alight)
Lanfear killed Loira. Can't have that, have her getting in the way when I want to do something, I have to make her tell me all she knows, quick now,
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
(Don't lie to me, Shelley.) No, no.
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
"No. No, no, no, no..."
(You set my soul alight)
Your history with baths is not particularly pristine.
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
"No! No!"
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Shaking in near-hysterical convulsions, the girl sobs violently in a curled heap of damp towel and thin, fever-hot limbs.
(black hole)
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It was good for her to release some of the pent-up emotions associated with her tribulations. Hopefully, she would rebound successfully from this.
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"No no no, no!"
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"Shhh... I am not going to hurt you."
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"Don't touch me, don't- don't..."
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"I am not going to hurt you."
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"I am not going to hurt you. I fought Lanfear and Asmodean for you. To save you from them. I am not your enemy."
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Her voice is an anguished, hating hiss. He is everything she hates because he thinks he can make it, make her better, make her something to play with, like they all want to make her something (little sex toy) and she will not forget what he has done, and what he wants, oh God.
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"If I were your enemy, then I would have not removed the Compulsion on you. But I did."
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"You're a liar! I hate you!"
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"Would you rather go back to Graendal then?"
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"I want to go home! For always."
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"As much as you think you do... You cannot. You are a different person now. You have changed irrevocably."
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She buries her face in her arms, still clutching the towel and trembling. He's wrong. Of course he's wrong.
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"Did I not say I would return you for a time after matters had settled down?"
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And why is that different? It isn't, that's why, but her throat is choked, and she can barely speak without sobbing and she can't think, she only knows she hates and hurts, and she wants to get away.
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"No, not forever, but forever is something that you only have here. You are tired and upset, though, and you need to sleep."
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"You will feel better in the morning."
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She struggles, but only weakly, tears from her wet cheeks soaking his hand and the front of his shirt, and the most she manages is to push his hand away from her face.
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(I win again)