They say that when you kill someone, you'll feel pity, regret or maybe overwhelming remorse.
But when I killed him, I felt absolutely nothing.
I only gazed vacantly at the relentless gush of blood streaming from his neck and laughed bitterly at his pain.
The ones who knew me- they called me a monster. A villain who tortured her own loved one. After all, they only saw the manipulated lie; they were blind to the dark truth hidden from the eye.
Malina-Deprassi was a world of extremes. The Big People had more than they ever could need. The Small People struggled to get by. Events occur which cannot be explained. Prophecies are told which gain widespread attention. Children are born into the world.———
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