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PrOPAGANDA - Chapter 1
Our story began on a warm summer day. Our meeting was not a normal one. Our bond isn't normal either...
I'll tell you the story from the day we met.
Finally, summer vacation! School had been a nuisance, since the days were so long and boring.
Selene pulled out a small mirror from her purse and checked her make-up. With her hand she brushed trough her curly red hair. Under two fine eyebrows gazed two intelligent green eyes back at her. Selene let out a sigh. She had been checking her make-up all day, because tonight she would meet someone special. The company of this guest made her very nervous, and a little sick to be honest. After one satisfying look in the mirror she packed her bag and gave it to her servant. Tabatha gasped when she felt the weight of the bag, but wisely kept her mouth shut after one irritated glance from Selene. She was not in the mood to tolerate her servant's complaints, she h
Our story began with a bump, well... At least mine, his was already started. I will tell you our story, that is quite shocking. It is a story about trust, betrayal and governments. Ah, which story isn't about a fucked up government. But this story is a bit different.
Maybe... Before I start with my story, I'll tell you about the status and history of this land. It is of great importance to know that, because you would not understand the rest of my story without this crucial knowledge.
Long ago, when the humans ruled the world, there were experiments on brain functions. It is known that humans only use a small part of their brain, and they were trying to get more parts under their control. Those filthy creatures used poor people, in exchange for food for their families. The experiments were horrific, painful and humiliating. But eventually there were results. The subjects became smarter, and used their brain more efficiently than any other, normal, human. But the sub
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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