
Complication
January 31, 2017Sometimes, she specifically sought out locked doors, satisfied by the dissatisfaction of not being able to open something. She had spent so long sitting with opportunity, after all, and regretted not living a life of more strife, more challenge.
Now, it looked as if everything was about to change. As she stood up there, peering through the teleprompter screen at the cheering crowds below, her left hand twitched, craving complication at its muscular core.
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