┌ ꒰⍉꒱─ "Now this is the point- you fancy me a mad. But madmen know nothing.".
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Vivienna Elrod is having vivid dreams of a boy with long hair and a messy art studio- so vivid, in fact, she gets dragged right into his school; Nevermore Academy. Wit...
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╭ ❛❛ she looks just like a dream the prettiest girl i've ever seen from the cover of a magazine
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CHAPTER ELEVEN SOMETHING ABOUT YOU
THE ROMANS appreciated victory and triumph over all; they were ambitious and clever, using their wit to outsmart countless opponents and build one of the most infamous empires in history. Victoria, the Roman goddess of victory, was highly valued and often associated with Mars, the god of war, and Jupiter, the king of the gods. Alters were built in her name, and war generals would often pray to her before battle.
Vivienna has always been addicted to the acidic lace of triumph over another; her competitive streak may come from being a woman and the rage inside of her that others always wish to diminish and belittle. The hunger that all woman are constantly on the precipice of— hunger not for only food (though it is just as prevalent), but hunger for an identity, hunger for a role outside of being connected to man's wretched words.
Strings of honey and sculptures of glass forge a womanhood that none experience and all relate, void of emotion yet brimming with tears and blood. The universal language of woman; a thirst to prove yourself above and beyond, the language of glitter eyeshadow in drunk bathrooms and whispered gossip at the bar, the language of holding another's hair back as she vomits. The language communicated not in words but in actions, the action of pretending to know another when a man looks at her the wrong way. Like a mother to her children, woman love one another fiercely.
