sweet and sour
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She was growing to regret not having lashed out at the male in the first place or turning and running with the wind. Words were cruel heartless reminders of the truth, of the past and of the nothing she had now. Maybe she was just being a child, but in all honesty she was a mere babe, it was her right to act childish and stubborn.. she beleived there was little future, the darkness closing around in what she once may have dreamed of. She narrowed her eyes at the male as he tried to sway her with pretty words and painted pictures.

Her words were bitter as she replied. "Living for what may be the death of us all?" The mocking tone was thrown at the male as she stared at him in disbelief. She might not be wise in years but she was no fool. Firefly had always made her own paths to follow, this one that had been cast for her was something new and the wild ride was hardly begun. She wanted nothing to do with a world where you just waited for the good or the bad. She'd take the world and make it her own or die trying. This was her misstep, her mistake.. but she would glue the peices back together and make the dark mirror she gazed into whole again without this foolish fate the male before her tried so hard to make sound so good.


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