I will go to Yseult tomorrow and tonight I will be as fucking useless as I please.
[ Her grief she had eaten, and what she could not use to fuel the tight cold coil of her vengeful cruelty had been packed hard and small. Now she is a broken pitcher, and what isn't poured out will leak everywhere she goes. ]
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I will go to Yseult tomorrow and tonight I will be as fucking useless as I please.
[ Her grief she had eaten, and what she could not use to fuel the tight cold coil of her vengeful cruelty had been packed hard and small. Now she is a broken pitcher, and what isn't poured out will leak everywhere she goes. ]
I hope she wins her revolution.