30. My Rage Spoke Before I Did
My Rage Spoke Before I Did
and I launched myself at her
knocking us both to the ground
as she laughed at me.
How dare she.
How dare she.
HOW DARE SHE!
The anger in me was taking
the form of fists that landed
as blows on her face,
but like her anger and wit,
Styx was quick. She soon dodged
so my fists hit the ground
beside her instead, and then
her bony knees
grasped my hips and turned us over,
but before she could land
her fist in my face,
I grabbed her forearms
and tried to turn us over yet again.
This time, however,
we slipped over the edge
and into the water we fell.
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