>>508852501Yesterday she was interested in some dull things like picking flowerrs and maybe some wordplays, her teacher always made her laugh. She is quite pure, from noblle blood. But then things shifted, she wasnted interested in this dull monotonous, sterile he said things. She suddenly saw, like her eyes opened like the puppies he was talking about, she felt like a puppy for the longest time and was longing too. She knew that she couldnt tell her parents, her father that was not interested in her mother but rather in the diamonds he would give her as if that would be some commission.
These nobel things would suddenly become full of blood, and not the red clean one when she cut herself. She couldnt get this out of her head, he was kinda lean and moved in such a way like her knife would, but that wouldnt make her red but just blush. So the the next day she would prepare, not just the questions she would ask but also how she dressed.