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Sapphire knows women like her- not to be trifled with. Behind fair facades, they’re nothing more than corrupted, dirty-minded people. Human, despite the way they look.
She would never have imagined she’d be looking at herself- a reflection not just from a mirror.
“We’re alike, you and I.” Sapphire says as she crosses the room to the scorpion mistress. She’s careful, her hair cascading down her shoulders. Sapphire dares not read what she writes, yet her eyes wander her lovely figure. She reaches a hand out to her shoulder, trailing over it with her cold hand, “Our past untouched, our future uncertain, but the present... How it surprises us with where we find ourselves.”
Sapphire pulls away, slowly walking around the room, her eyes moving from one thing to another. She changes the subject.
“I wonder, when you sing, and we make eye contact... Those words, do they mean something then, or is all for the show?” Sapphire says, a smirk on her face.
