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In the empty dark of her eyes, there is a fire burning in the distance. She feels so suddenly, and so violently, that it's difficult to catch her in the act of existing. Pursed lips and pencils drummed softly against a desk, tight skirts and porcelain skin; for a girl that appears so numb and so isolated, there's a hole in her stomach that expands on the daily. And it is angry and ravenous and cruel. She likes to pretend that she does not feel, that she is a stone given human form, but she's only ever known one person who succeeded in cutting out their own soul. Tansy wants to be like that. She wants to bathe in the blood of those who have wronged her and gain no satisfaction from her revenge.

But she is selfish, and she is hungry;
there's too much in her body to be contained.