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R. Raeta
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January 13 - January 18, 2025
Anna learned early that lies can be kinder than truths, and that some fates are crueler than death.
“So you won’t keep me.” “Keep you?” he echoes, amusement flirting at the edges of his lips. “Are you something to be kept, Anna?” She shrugs, nibbling at a corner of the jerky. “I was, once. Until they no longer wanted me.” The hint of a smile dims, turning thoughtful. “I do not keep you because you’re not mine. You belong only to yourself.”
“Are you something to be kept, Anna?” She shrugs, nibbling at a corner of the jerky. “I was, once. Until they no longer wanted me.” The hint of a smile dims, turning thoughtful. “I do not keep you because you’re not mine. You belong only to yourself.”
“I’ve lived on my own for years.” “No, Child. You survived.” Her expression softens, mercy in her smile. “I will make sure you learn the difference.”
“But I’m happy—” “No,” she interrupts, “You’re not unhappy. It’s not the same.”
“Anna, there is nothing just about you.”
If necessity is the mother of invention, Anna thinks desperation might be the father of change.
The embarrassment of being proven wrong seems to have stilled his tongue from voicing his doubts.