Silk and Tears [PAUSED]

(Lady Dimitrescu ff)
[contains lemon]
~oOo~
She turned around, looking at the woman, the smile back on her lips. She lifted the woman's chin and caressed her cheek, brushing with her thumb over her slightly blue lips. The Lady looked into her dead blue eyes and said as if to answer her: "Oh darling, no one ever starts that way." She let go of her and went back to her mirror. "No one ever starts with death clinging to one's body like a perfume. No one ever starts with blood being their favorite type of lipstick." She looked back into her eyes. "No one ever starts with a decaying soul."
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"They call me a monster, but when will they start to realise, that they created this side of me?"
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Let me tell you a story of a Lady, who loses everything.