AzoreaWitchOfRage

How dare you come to my home And steal so savagely What we would gladly give for free If you were to ask Your name is (First name) (Last name). You are a human, living in a small, slightly poor village. Recently grey-skinned men with black hair and horns have invaded earth. Their first target? You village. They had quickly defeated all the men, and rounded up all the women, including yourself, into one house. They were now stealing money, fabric, livestock and plants from yesterdays harvest. By suns, the audacity To seize me for your own And drag me off to hills unknown As part of your prize You are startled as a large man with indig

"Doll, wait a minute-" "Al, I know. You're sorry, but you know. . . it still hurts." I look down, feeling pain. Pain for how he lead me on. Pain that I could never be enough for him. Pain that. . . I knew this was coming. No, we knew this was coming. Still, we just. . . smiled. Continued on as if nothing was wrong. Oh how wrong we were. Why couldn't we just step up to this before? It'd be so much easier. . . "But I still love you, ____. It's hard for me to admit it, but I do. I love you so much, ____. Please don't leave me. . ." he mumbles, his sunglasses covering his eyes so I can't read them. I give him a weak smile, knowing it's all I can