Monday, February 7th 2011
My name is
… and I can never be forgiven. My crimes span the realm of sin from top to bottom, but those are nothing compared to Final Sin. Marina
My happy days are over. Gone. Obliterated. Destroyed. Thrown into the fires of Super Hell.
I will never walk in Domed
Paris and see the Ashes of the ever again. Most of all, she would never see Beloved. I’ve come full circle from ingénue, to Crowned, to Banished and now… the end. Eiffel Tower
I renounce my titles. I cleanse my flesh, but have no such hopes… for my soul. My fire skin is in charge now. I walk with the Demons now. It is all for you, Beloved.
As you can see, I haven’t given up on “Spoiled By The Spoils” my dystopian sci fi romance epic. I admit, there are a few holes in the plot, but I think I can still make it work.
I didn’t get enough sleep last night and was dozing off all day in class. At least 3 of my teachers think I’m on drugs. I may use that to maintain low expectations for my schoolwork. I’m going to sleep.