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Posted on September 17, 2011 at 05:06:19 PM by hush
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There comes a time in your life when you are so full of self hate that you feel your sanity slip away from your desperate grasp and you take the final plunge into the pit of despair, and with that, loose everything you hold dear to you.
Okay, maybe that isn’t something everybody goes through. But the cremello mare could feel the cold clutches of insanity clawing at her insides, and the one word that seemed to resonate inside her head like the ringing of a church bell was the one word she knew was behind all this drama, the one word she had done all of this for, the one word that she hated now with a firey passion yet still craved to be spoken towards her. Love. She looked towards her daughter as she spat words at her like a cobra spat venom, her face was blank, empty of the emotion she had showed before, empty of visible affection for the stallion that enveloped her with a shower of kisses along her pale and withered flanks. She did not know what to say, her mind had slipped away from her body and she seemed as if she were suspended in time, re-living the horror of hearing something so precious to her recite such words, over and over and over and over, hurt, pain, sorrow, beastly words slicing into her heart like a dagger, over and over and over and over and over. . . “No.” Yes. “Yes.” No. “Maybe.” Maybe? “I don’t know.” You love him. “I love you.” You love her. “I love Hollowpoint.” Nothing is worth losing him. “Nothing is worth loosing you, Cersei.” Nothing is worth losing her! “But I can’t lose Hollowpoint;” . . . . What have you done? “What have I done?” You’ve caused your daughter to hate you. “Array hates me.” Of course Array hates you. “Cersei, you hate me, don’t you?” I wouldn’t be surprised if Hollowpoint thought you were disgusting. “Are you disgusted by me, Hollowpoint?” You disgust yourself, though, don’t you? “I disgust myself.” Hahaha, you’re talking to yourself. “Shut up.” No. You shut up. “NO, YOU SHUT IT! YOU JUST SHUT IT RIGHT NOW YOU HEAR ME! YOU CAN’T TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE, I HAVE A MIND OF MY OWN” Yes, and right now, you are yelling at it out loud, while your daughter and lover watch you slowly lose your marbles, happy now? Hush opened her eyes, most likely staring into the bewildered faces of the two horses she had just been having a conversation about . . . with her mind. Right. “How could I ever be happy?” she asked her mind, though the softness of her tone and the break in her voice could most likely make the only person who seemed to love her anymore, the stallion who was touching her, hate her just like the rest of them. Just like the rest of them. Love. Will you ever hear that word again? Hush? Will it ever fall upon your eager ears? “ . . . Love?” 
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(OOC: Hush has lost her marbles! LOL >:] Basically she was bickering with her mind in that paragraph where she was talking, if that makes sense.)
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- i'll be your detonator - By hollowpoint September 21, 2011 at 04:35:23 AM
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