"GOOD," He says aloud, and his voice echoes still with the voodoo on his tongue. He admires the things she creates of her own. He admires the way she still stands.
"I can see what all she meant about you, Sand sister. I WANT YOU TO KEEP HER AND YOURSELF IN MIND. I want you to make like all to understand what work must up and be done. WE HAVE ALLIES TO WIN, WE UP AND DO. We have fuckers what all to take apart. YOU WITH ME?"
He knows what she'll choose. He's made sure of it. He will not let any single person fall through on this. But he asks her anyway, because hearing it just makes it that much sweeter.
"Soon it shall be us what win these games." But not the games everyone thinks. "SO LONG AS SECRETS CAN BE KEPT."
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"I can see what all she meant about you, Sand sister. I WANT YOU TO KEEP HER AND YOURSELF IN MIND. I want you to make like all to understand what work must up and be done. WE HAVE ALLIES TO WIN, WE UP AND DO. We have fuckers what all to take apart. YOU WITH ME?"
He knows what she'll choose. He's made sure of it. He will not let any single person fall through on this. But he asks her anyway, because hearing it just makes it that much sweeter.
"Soon it shall be us what win these games." But not the games everyone thinks. "SO LONG AS SECRETS CAN BE KEPT."