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brocade
threadbare
“I don’t want to harm the cat,” the woman says automatically. “I just want…” “To give her a few warts?” A standard ugliness elixir. Her gaze brightens in the gloom. How predictable. New patrons are always so grateful when I offer suggestions. I think it makes them feel less the villain. Like they didn’t come here specifically to do harm to someone they’ve convinced themselves deserves it.
I am reviled and despised for the very reasons I’m sought out. A figure of dark, evil magic. A member of a race all but stamped out. A Vila. A monster.
punitive