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"Everything in my path shall crumble to dust

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"Everything in my path shall crumble to dust."

That was the EXTERMINATOR's 
accursed Flavour Text.


To start off her day,
her housemaid wakes her up,
and she does not thank her.


She first reached for her gloves,
thin and made of a strange material
she did not know the name of.


She pulls them on before she reaches
for her clothing,
and gets changed before
she washes her hands and face.


Breakfast is eaten with those same gloves on,
and she ignores the scowls she receives.

It's considered bad table manners.

But she couldn't eat without
taking them off her hands,
and they understand,
so they don't tell her.


She is given her bag,
and her manager recites her schedule
as she leaves her house.


She would attend classes until lunch,
then leave for an interview,
a gravure photoshoot,
then head to the venue for Thursday
night's fashion show as a pre-check.

That was normal.

That was normal for her.


"Have a nice day at school, Sandy."

Her maid would always tell her.



She removed her glove.

She touches a flower by her window,
and quietly,
she watched it wither to dust.

There was nothing nice about her days anymore.

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