#bunnytelling

Here's a snippet though:

“Good will is only good when it brings results."

“That’s not true. Good intentions can do so much for so many.”

Finally they look up at me, their deep brown hair framing matching eyes that stared at me with anger. “Good intentions didn’t save those people. Good intentions didn’t even honor their deaths. Good intentions are just that-- intentions.”

For so many Blanks before and after me with the same experiences, only to be tossed aside and left at the bottom of the city. Literally living above the corpse pile, just because I was a failure. I was the failure.

ZEPHYR HONEY I AM SO SORRY, THIS WHOLE ARC IS JUST ME BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF THEM EMOTIONALLY!

More Gwyn contemplations cause God I love making her sad.

"Yeah." Thinking back on it, on how everyone treated me when I got back. I was already walking again by then. But they all still looked at me as if I was going to fall over any moment. I couldn't dance, as the strain of ballet and the flexibility required was too taxing on my leg. But I wasn't utterly helpless. I still got good grades, was social, and everything. I did everything right. Mabel's words come back to me. 'The perfect maiden.' I suppose that's what I was trying to be. Someone everyone can look at with pride and joy. A daughter my parents could flaunt, a friend everyone could be proud to support, and a student that any teacher could add to their bragging rights.

Burnt out gifted kid thoughts. Haha.

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