hand in hand, they march.
weak, frightened, dying, but they continue to march.
despite their withered hearts, their blackened lungs, their decaying beauty, the today girls will not be forgotten.
they shall fight, so that the tomorrow girls will be safe - not live the empty life that these girls have lived. society will not ruin another generation.
the once deadened eyes of the today girls now contain brightbrighteningblinding flames that shall never be extinguished. twisted smiles creep on to their crimson lips as they realise, they've made it. they're here.
silence for a moment, and then all that can be heard are screams.
the uprising has begun.
fin.
