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kate; ([personal profile] morns) wrote in [community profile] isleofavalon 2022-05-15 06:46 pm (UTC)

( There's no hiding the anger that rips through her voice each and every time her fist connects with the tree, the cover of darkness allowing the trunk to be anything.

Or anyone.

What, or who, should she have this anger towards? Her brother, for being an idiot? Or herself, for never being good enough? Spending so much time and energy trying to make sure he was financially provided for instead of making sure he wasn't doing stupid shit like falling for the false hope those pills provide?

Both of them, for being broken messes of people. At the bastards who figured out how to make Hepatestryl in the first place and ruined everything for everyone. The ones who found ways to create knock offs and decided profit was better than safety.

At everything.

She hears the steps, the cutting of branches, in a moment's silence where her lungs give out and she stops punching the damn thing, and those whispers start anew.

I bet this is someone awful! They're going to see you like this. How terrible.
)

Who is it?

( Hard to sound intimidating when you've just ripped all the air out of your lungs, really. )

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