Hideaway Strath Something came from Nothing

she wasn't very receptive.
always speaking with scrutiny clouding her mind. stop being so suspicious, damn it. Nyra was the bad girl!
Nyra had ripped the heart from the girl's chest and Sasha didn't even touch that Leigh.
she let out a long sigh, looking at Whrist properly.
"it's getting real boring being the one who's hated for doing nothing bad."
Sasha spoke with a deadpan look. fuck this shit.
she had done bad, yeah, but surely they'd judge her on how she was now.
maybe she should kill them all herself this time, and keep her Kynareth for herself.

"only so my wounds could heal." at least a little bit. apparently, she kept thrashing around when Dove gave her medication. in retrospect, the feeling was beautiful. addictive.
she craved for more.
"what do you do anyway?"
where can i find you when i need to.