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Lana Parrilla for MORE TV Magazine
“I don’t believe in starting over. I believe in taking the lessons you’ve learned from making mistakes and making better choices next time.“
“ It takes a lot of courage for both women to confront their own personal demons and deal with their own sort of darkness. ” — Lana for More Tv
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Lana Parrilla as Regina Mills ↳ once upon a time stills season five, episode 8.
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⊱ ✣ ⊰ “I think you won’t ever get used to that fact”,Vivienne replied with a casual shrug of her shoulder.
“Such is a shame, too. It drives me crazy, seeing all these stupid people running about. But then again, I suppose they are necessary. Who would do the grunt work if not for them?”
As the lashes continued her grip on the bars tightened even more, her hands turning ghostly pale from the strong grip. She bit harder down on her arm to keep herself from crying out again. She could feel small amounts of blood running down her body.
After awhile, Maria motioned for the guard to stop. “You may go,” she said to the guard, who quickly left the cell and the mistress and slave alone. Maria stood, walking over to the still-bound (and now bloodied) slave girl. She ran her finger over one of the bloody lashes. “Your scream was so musical, darling.” She brought the blood-coated finger to trace along the slave’s bottom lip. “You should learn respect, and this wouldn’t have to happen.”