11 parts Ongoing Throughout the past few months, Cellinia Texas has found herself the object of a Sicilian bunch's sick and perverse joke. They accused her of severe oversteppings in the clauses of her daring severing of ties, noting that for someone who apparently doesn't want anything to do with Siracusa anymore, she sure does love killing her ex-compatriots for sport on the side. Indignant by the false allegations, she falls down a spiraling staircase of murder head-first, tumbling down into the palms of lurking conspirators.
But Lungmen's spotlight shouldn't be solely focused on her, should it?
No, it shouldn't. And it's not, for this isn't a story about Texas mindlessly killing Siracusans by the dozen. It's not about the abhorrent reality of organized crime, It's about coming down and climbing up, about scaling the ladder of life without clambering like a blubbering fool.
It's about you, Andrew Reiff.
It's about you, fixing what you've shattered. About starting anew, even if in her world, not yours.
It's about shaping and shifting, turning your meek self into something useful, for a damsel in "distress" needs someone to extend a helping hand!
And that's all you have anyway. Just one, very eager hand.
Continuation of "Almost Green" :D (this one will actually be happy, TRUST)
