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Posted on August 31, 2013 at 03:22:36 AM by salem
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| Fate would always let you down if you relied on it too heavily. Salem didn’t rely on it. Not anymore. It couldn’t rule her. It wouldn’t rule her. The ghost wouldn’t let it, and that was something she would make utterly clear over the course of time. She wouldn’t let that strange, deranged, crazed attraction that shouldn’t exits to a killer… well, exist. He wanted her dead. Sometimes she wanted herself dead. Hell, sometimes Salem thought herself dead already. Tobias… he wasn’t going to hold her back. She wasn’t going to take that from a man she hardly knew. That was bullshit. She wasn’t going to let the bullshit get the best of her.
Maybe it already had, but Salem didn’t have a choice anymore. She didn’t have any choices other than move on. Anyone who she’d ever considered her mother was gone. Anyone that had helped raise her from the ashes was now dust. She was going to have to deal with the fact that it was over. The fat lady had sung. Everyone was stone cold and gone, and Salem needed to get her life back in order. She needed to get back to fighting her own internal powers, her own head, and then get past that too. Everything was bizarre and aching and… bad. And then there was the woman. Salem’s eyes set upon her, and she sighed. Though the ghost’s tail remained still, she lacked hostility. “I’ve been… how do you say it? Hiding? I’ve been in Glorall since it was settled.” There’s a certain pride that she takes in it, strange as it may be. This is the place that chose her. This is the place that she won’t let go, no matter what happens. She might hide, she might refuse to show her face, but she was always here. She wouldn’t go. “Name’s Salem.” There it is, an introduction and everything. Right. She could handle that. salem. my name is blue canary |
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