Hey, vindictive victoria here with a new collection of random SHORT drabbles about my newest obsession, V for Vendetta. They're (as previously stated) random and not very well written, but whatever. I take any type of review, I just want have people to comment on my work, y'know?
I do not own V for Vendetta or any of the other publishings/songs/anything else that you recognise.
By the by, I'm really bad at updating because my obsessions differ every week, but I'll try to stick with this one.
Sorry about the length of this one. .
A broken smile, a hidden tear are the only things she held dear. All her life was but a pessimistic tragedy. All she loved were missing, stolen by envious seeds of hate. Oh, such lying words, such detremental lies! She was unloved, uncherished, unworthy of her guardian angel. She was a nutter, a monstrocity. Cursed to walk the Earth alone, for her only love was gone; for he was taken by his murderous mistress, the neccesary monster - anarchy. Oh, the irony. She took her love, but still Every worshipped her. She stole her V, but still she risked life and limb for anarchy's sake. For England's sake. For her sake (for V's memory). Such cruel realizations, learning she relied upon her greatest enemy... such is the life of Evey. No. Such is the life of V.