Bonesplinter Ravine Let me tell you

were all the bitches Kynareth collected really this fucking boring?
she thought he liked those with a fucking spark but no these were all dead-weight potato sacks. he broke them. like a toddler with his toys.
brat.
"stop being so pathetic." she glared at Simmik. oh if looks could kill...

"you're going to let him just fucking break you like that? break him, idiot."
she broke him. he picked himself up again, just as she expected he would. feeding off of the joy of others and shit. Sasha stood.
she shouldn't waste time on this turnip.

she paused for a second, looking at the pumpkin eyed beauty.