memories
Memories are something you make, says the child, and looks up at the two older brothers that chance or fate has given her, and laughs for sheer delight, her future lying in front of her; it's so full of possibility, anything could happen, anything at all.
Memories are what you hold on to, says Himiko, because they define you, because however much pain they contain, they are catalysts; they are things which have changed you. The pain and the joy are a perfect blend, intertwined.
Lady Poison distils her memories into slow-seeping venom that fills her heart.
Drop.
By.
Drop.
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