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Bela has rehearsed this many times before. She plays the part of a whole woman quite easily. There are no pieces missing, no organs that stink too much of her bloodline, no hair color the same as her father’s, no teeth as sharp as a wolf’s. At first, she wanted to be softer, smaller, less adept to noise and space. Instead she began to lug around a large stomach. A belly that had three heads and ten mouths. An angry little thing that only wanted to eat and swallow. This is to be expected with girlhood is not girlhood, but a field with dead poppies and a shovel. One must learn to bury themselves, or be the one digging up the body. She was always talented in deciding to protect her throat over anyone else’s. The smile is wide and sleek, a professionalism to her lies that allows a shroud of poised elegance to cover her movements. ‘Every chance I have at buying a beautiful woman a gift I take. Call it my need to please.’ Charisma oozes, sugared syllables lilting her tongue as she slinks closer. Fingers drop the moonstone back into her clutch and snaps it shut. Hand reaching out gently as she lets her palm rest just along the other’s forearm, touch light and airy. She matches the tone, tilts her head with a childlike curiosity and murmurs out the beginning of an alliance. ‘I think[…]you and I will become great friends. I’m Bela.’
she herself is a haunted house : and in her ruins , death takes root , making itself a home out of scrawny bones and pale flesh . it shrouds her in its shadow , tall and lanky , always looming above her head . it occurs to her then , she had never made a habit of staring into mirrors . she had never paused and stared at her own reflection , perhaps out of fear of what might stare back through the looking glass . “ you think i’m beautiful? " pandora could not remember the last time she caught a glimpse of herself , and saw anything other than rot . anything other the decaying corpse of a girl in shambles , that somehow still stands on two wobbly knees . she’d never been beautiful .
" i’m ----- pandora . sorry about ------ i didn’t mean to pry , i just ... ” have a problem with inside thoughts ? and articulating , it seems . “ yeah. ” sudden touching will often provoke flashes of intrusive thoughts ------ but she doesn’t want to see , she doesn’t want to hear the cacophony of whispers that fill her head . making friends has never been an easy task , not then , not now -------- forgive a girl for being willfully blind .