ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: Marina and the Diamonds - Savages
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Underneath it all, we're just savages
Hidden behind shirts, ties and marriages
How could we expect anything at all
We're just animals, still learning how to crawl
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The feeling you couldn't escape your own mind.
Tormented by the memories of the past, while staring out of a one-sided window, hoping, wishing, that there would be freedom.
(Y/n) felt like she was kept under control with metaphorical chains, which prevented her from breaking free of the hold her sister had on her.
Maybe that was the case.
As she contemplated things a bit, a vivid memory flashed past, though it was like a train going past a train station, with no intention to stop and wait for her to catch it.
It almost felt nostalgic.
Perhaps it was a memory from her recent past, something different than the memories before it that had flashed before her eyes.
(Y/n) reached out to grab it, but it resisted, slippery like a fish, something she couldn't quite grasp.
Trying harder, the results were still the same.
She had to try a different tactic.
(Y/n) closed her eyes and focused, on what she thought the memory would be like. Maybe it was about a dog that she once had, but it ran away.
When she opened her eyes, she was back in the village, before the attack. Two young girls were playing together, one with purple hair and the other with (h/c) hair.
(Y/n) instantly recognised the two as her and Chamille, but what shocked her was that Chamille looked happy.
Giggling as they chased each other, the purple-haired future Master of Form was chasing (Y/n), a blissful grin on her face.
''Can't get me!'' (Y/n) teased, making Chamille smirk.
''We'll see about that!'' Her sister replied, and picked up the pace.
The two chased each other, in between two trees/boulders/houses until suddenly, (Y/n) disappeared into a bush.
Chamille stopped to take a look around, investigating each bush and looking up each tree to find her sister.
(Y/n) suddenly popped out, a foot stuck out, and making the purple-haired girl trip over and fall.
Chamille let out a yelp as she tripped over, putting her hands in front of her face to soften the landing.
There was a grunt as she hit the ground, and all was silent. Then, came the sound of sobbing, attracting unwanted attention.
Terry and Co™ appeared, with his friend Jake in the lead, having heard Chamille.
''Oh look, Grape Juice has spilt, get the mop!'' One of them mocked, making the others laugh.
Chamille looked over at her sister, who was looking far off into the distance, doing nothing to help.
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