unedited bc I wrote it in the 5 sec b4 I went to bed OK GOODNIGHT
Sylvia understands a million nothings and only a few everythings, and when she types out her thoughts she sees flashes in the corners of her eyes and has to remember that she hasn't slept in five days so she doesn't reach for her wand and cast one of the basic attack spells she's learned by herself.
"********," She mutters to herself and drags a palm across her forehead. "********."
The world wasn't meant for this kind of bullshit, Sylvia thinks. It wasn't meant for the creation of vile magic and it wasn't made for softness. It was a place where Sylvia believed you had to be honest to be happy in.
In that sense, she wasn't in the habit of following her own principles.
Sylvia thinks. She thinks about a boy back home who gave her a boquet of flowers and she thinks of how she made those flowers into a perfume and sold it so Gale could get a better wand for school. She thinks of report cards that her parents never needed to look at, she thinks of bunny paraphernalia and the shy eyes of her youngest sibling who will probably one day hate her. She thinks of chemical combinations and energy drinks and sharp toothed grins that smell like cinnamon buns. Sylvia thinks and the world swirls around her in a massive vat of colors--
Ah no, wait. She was just staring into her beaker again. Sylvia squints and with one hand donned with odd, pointed metal claws, she drops a bit of powder into the beaker.
It explodes. Glass shatters and Sylvia manages to put up a protective barrier for a split second around her face as hot liquid flies everywhere.
"It's probably bad that I don't feel guilty for making that guy's love confession into perfume and selling it," Sylvia murmurs to herself as holes burn into the protective coat she's wearing. Her goggles are coated with thick, bubbly pink liquid. "Well, making somebody's tangible expression of love into something that could benefit yourself is the only useful purpose romantic love can serve you."
She always thinks of useless things when she's tired.
 Siyaahi · Sat Sep 13, 2014 @ 05:56am · 0 Comments |
