Sophie Couture | Spring/Summer 2019 Couture
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Sophie Couture | Spring/Summer 2019 Couture
And just like that, she’s mine again.
Hello, readers. Did you miss me? As I write this, my Imperial Herald is sitting attentively at my feet, waiting for her next orders. How I’ve missed this.
There’s a funny thing that happens to people with our ability, and this is one of the things that I’ve aimed to teach her. We have a tendency to... lose ourselves in the power. To become shadows of ourselves, hungry, devouring, wanting.
Of course, this is of little consequence to me. I have mastered myself, and I know how to turn this hunger to my advantage. Shanna, on the other hand-- my dear, lovely, fragile little Shanna Averil-- does not. And I don’t think that she’s capable of that. Because you see, readers, Shanna is quite a different kind of Dekn. She has always been at her best when she is under the control of another. Put simply, my Herald is made to serve, and specifically, to serve me.
If we pinpoint her development of Beguilement to a side effect of the gene therapy treatment first administered to her by Andras As’phyxiar, perhaps she was the greatest gift that the Isolator ever gave me.
But that’s irrelevant to my point here. I simply want you all to know that Shanna Averil would have lost herself a long time ago, if not for my intervention. I have given her purpose. I have given her a second chance.
And because I have helped her see the light, she is grateful for this.
I'll write up more about what happened later. For now, I just want everyone to know that I'm safe, and I'm not in any danger here.
I'm so glad that they brought me back on the Day of Amnesty, of all days. His Divine Splendor didn't even ask any questions when I walked into His throne room all confused, and everyone's been so nice as I've gotten settled in again. It really is like I never left!
I'm alive, and I feel better than ever.
so the good news is that I think I'm doing better
I don't feel... him lurking right now, and my work with the resistance is coming along well. even made some friends-- me, with friends, can you believe it? I'm even getting some advice on how to control my ability. it feels good not to have to run from it. honestly, getting involved here was the best decision of my life.
the problem is that I'm pretty sure we're compromised
and I am kicking myself for not noticing-- most of the past month I've either been too busy or too sick from what Marchosias put in my head to care
but anyway
there's a pretty open environment here. no one really hides anything. bunch of purple rose survivors, we're all used to lies and secrets, you'd think that would be the case, right? the thing is though, there are some people here who are just completely shielded. and yeah, that's a trauma response for some people after what we've been through but this seems different somehow.
anyway, I'm helping my boyfriend with the kidnapping case and one of those people I mentioned, one of the completely shielded guys
he's like "wait, let me go on the next scouting mission"
"alone"
you know what I think? I think we got spies.
but good luck getting anyone to believe that. especially since we're all friends here.
ugh. why does everyone being friends have to make it so hard to get ANYTHING DONE
can already feel it starting to fade
barely remember most of the last day tho. what happened?
I MANAGED TO BREAK THROUGH BUT IDK HOW LONG I'LL HAVE
@pariahspraises YOU NEED TO PUT ME IN THE SHIELD BOX DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME I KNOW IT LOOKS SCARY BUT I MADE SURE I'LL BE OKAY
IM SORRY
I see that the Heartaches failsafe has finally activated. Be a good girl and don't resist it. You'll be home soon.
Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me
I can't believe it's just a burning memory
i could be happy
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what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?
what does it matter how my heart breaks?