╱ 𝖑ccb 𝒎anager 𝒔aude.

⠀ ﹙It would bloom again. The Light would flicker, and the City would learn to see something new. Maybe a new human kindness. Maybe Saude could learn that, too. Alongside them. Her eyes fall onto the other with a sure smile.﹚ You know it would be my honor, Director. ⠀

✒️ ; I'm ready. I have been ready ever since months ago.

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⠀ Maybe karma did exist. She was just the enemy of believing it did exist. And she'd died holding Sorrow. Her cold, dead carcass.﹚ ⠀

⠀ Times came and went. Pubs filled, times passed by. People whispered that the Black Silence was back. That she was taking jobs on recklessly. But also that she was doing bad: drugs, alcohol and other things in her system. ⠀

⠀ ﹙A hefty sigh. Her head raises up towards the skies, ponytail swinging side by side. A weight lift. Another fight, another push. Sorrow herself, in its dying breath, had wrapped her arms around Saude, and offered her a gentle, silenced kiss. She never replied. ⠀

⠀ ﹙@TEMP0ROSSO﹚ Gh ... haah ... well. Look—look at you. ﹙Though the noises were muffled, and it was a voice barely heard, she still spoke. She would still speak, no matter—she would be heard. ⠀

✒️;

⠀ I got taught something valuable, then ... /had it taken away from me. There. That's my story. That's what I am. Or what I should be, I .. don't ... ⠀

⠀ Wow. ... huh. ⠀