A threat is always a target.
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Raising one of my eyebrows, I look at her waiting for an explanation. Why will the state allow an institution that was handled by women, for women solely for education, and not for making wives out of them? It just doesn’t make sense. Plus, why were we not taught about this? Even thought it was a place of secrecy, what happened beyond the gates when we were in the palace, they should have told us about this. Considering this is a big leap towards education and changing society. How long had this been going on?
“Your face says that you have a lot of questions. I’m not sure if I have all the answers that you need. Aren’t you even questioning why you’re in our therapy room? Why I’m constantly writing on my folder? Why I’m asking you all these questions?”
I was still staring at the paper, unab
One that is not a lie, does not mean one is not deceptive.✾ I was still staring at Gloria for a good whole minute, trying to understand whatever it was that she just told me. A conspiracy is the last thing the government needs right now. Was that the sole purpose as to why we’re outside the gates? Silas had never been upright about the reason as to why we’re out here. He was always being vague, smiling whenever we say something that seemed to make some sort of sense to him, but over all that was just it. He never outright told us the reason we’re out here. I doubt it’s just helping him with governance and t
Do not tell secrets to those whose faith and silence you have not already tested.✾ I woke up with a gasp, clasping my neck. Looking around frantically, I try to assess my surroundings. I was in a room, like the rest of the b
You do not get what you want. You get what you negotiate.✾ As much as I wanted to proceed and go towards the municipal hall almost immediately to know the whereabout of a certain gentle giant, I was forced to pass by the salon. Not that I could have missed it either way, it was by the exit. I was bound to pass by the hairdressers. Unconsciously, I comb my hand through my hair, it had grown longer than I intended. Back at the academe, we always had monthly trims, that’s why my hair never extended past my butt. Now, though, it was way past that. Maybe I do need a trim, it would be easier to travel with short
Once you have seen the badness of the world, it is a sin to turn and look away.✾ “Where’s the municipal hall?”
Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical.✾Without looking back, I start walking towards the exit.
You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face.✾For one split second, my heart stops and I swear I see the whole world shift.
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.✾Gloc’s voice was soft and could barely be considered as a whisper. And here I thought that only consorts had the ability to lower their voices so only a few people could hear. My time here outside the gates have really been more of an eye opener, that we weren’t that special really to begin with. Sure, there was a term used as a consort’s voice but nevertheless, it seems that most often than not, a lot of werewolves had the ability to soften their voice so that only a few people could hear. And I’m sure that wasn’t the only thing that we had that’s considered normal here beyond the gates.“What do you mean by that?”He bites his bot
Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.✾“After everything that I said, you want to ask me why?”“Why do you want to know where he is? He could have just left for all that you know.”I shake my head, “He’s not like that. He would never leave us alone.”“Why?” Gloc asks again, his question fueling my annoyance. I opened my mouth, words failing me. Why? Should there always be a reason over wanting someone to be safe? Should there always be reasons as to why you want to know where someone is? I start stuttering sounds that don’t even make sense. Like a start of a sentence that I don’t know the continuati