Missy Jubilee. 061 Slut Zero Preview
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*Somehow, she must know*, she thought. *It can't be all chance, all fate. She should be a dictator, a leader, a conductor of this orchestra*. A tear tickled at her cheek, but she decided to let it fall. *She may see it and feel sorry for me*. Often her thoughts turned on her like this. Her memories had teeth. No 'glass half full' metaphors could help. Holding onto the dead weight of bad times was what she did. She had no alternative. Her load was sewn to her skin. Considering the sudden chill in the room; she brushed the crumbs from her lap and stood up. As if deciding action was required. It was not. At the deepest level she knew. We are nothing but a combination of atoms held together by the weakest of bonds. We are hair and blood and tissue. We are stress and love and anger. We are human. Evolving our large eyes and dexterous fingers in a desperate race to follow the knitting pattern of life. Knit one, pearl one, repeat. From the shadows of the room came a soft voice as if her own mind had made the sound; "Enjoy the chaos, love. Let us dance". She silently gritted her teeth at the words, staring beyond, through the sunlit floating dust, to the bedroom. More random thoughts from a distant stranger. Alan
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