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He spoke the words she wanted to hear, but although that was what she had been fishing for, it was not satisfactory. It was she that needed to be convinced, for it was in her the issue lay. Oh, as fucking always, eh? As a young girl brainwashed by her twisted father, she had dreamed of the woman that had previously hold the position she now was in. It would forever be her dream to have her name become known. But it was not with love and praise she wanted it to be spoken, but fear and awe. She wanted to be at war with the world, but she was afraid now when she was nearing the goals she had set so long ago. She had come this far, so what would be her next step?
She thought his words over a second time, and decided to change her attitude. She would be able to create history now, and should grasp the possibilities instead of frowning at insignificant cracks that were made by her own insecurity. How strange though, for she had believed she had a courageous heart. ”You think?” Sparkling rubies turned to the man with the unique hues of Caribbean sea and bleeding sunset. ”Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Her problems were none of his concern. ”Have I ever complimented your eyes, Cotl?” she wondered, a warm smile slowly setting on her youthful face. In the years she had lived here she had yet find eyes that could outmatch his.
Your faith walks on broken glass
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