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She’d named the wig Stella.
from Rico seeped a plague that ruined the lives of men and all they touched: He needed to be seen as strong, menacing, powerful.
Once season 33 began, Thurwar would be forced to fight the person she loved, the woman called thee Hurricane Staxxx, on her Freeing day.
All she remembered of the man they called Sunset Harkless was that he smelled like dust and cinnamon.
considered how many of her best memories were dressed in blood.
how the world can be anything and how sad it is that it’s this.
shaken not by the takedown but by how precisely and directly Staxxx had gone for her bad knee.
It was beautiful in the horrible way that everything about Chain-Gang was.
It’s easier to be a Black in all this and it’s been that way for years.
Chain-Gang was adventure, openness.
They were all so tired.
You love through all the people you’ve been and hope you have a chance at being better.”
They were proud to be led by the woman named Loretta Thurwar.
They were two of the greatest warriors the world had ever seen.
And she kissed her to let her know she was the best thing in her life and she wanted all the time they had left.
Their eyes met: grateful and destroyed.
“Gotcha,” Staxxx said, and she dropped LoveGuile to the ground.
Loretta Thurwar stood among the people, who’d been thrown to a rapturous, rapturous silence.