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Venom. Like stainless steel parting skin. Striking in her blood. She’s bleeding. Bleeding to change. To change all the world around her. If just for an instant. It’s still worth it.

She just wants somewhere to go. Somewhere that isn’t here. Somewhere where no one knows. Where she’s been.

Nowhere. There’s no place to go. Not for her. Oh no. No one wants her. No one wants the girl in black. Lying at their fragile feet. Please. Won’t somebody take her. Take her away. Save her. Save her from myself. She needs your help. She can’t do this on her own. Somebody help her.

Silence. Nothing moves. Nothing stays. Just. Silent. Hush the crying infants. Cradle them in their mothers’ arms. Hold them. Like they’ve never been held. Hold them. Like she’s never been held. Cradle their gentle face. Wipe away their glistening tears. Hold them.

Ultimately.

This disease is all that’s saving her.