Chapter: Dark Purple
Gloom was the only emotion she felt anymore. Sometimes she was frustrated, but it never escalated. She never got the passion, or the fury she used to.
She wore purple the next day, it was supposed to give her power. It wasn't the same noble feeling she used to get, she felt small. Like she had failed, she never failed. But her dignity was destroyed, her independence taken. She was dependent on him now, Rodolphus. She had to be, no one else tried to save her. She was surprised she hadn't lost her magic.
But that's when she decided everything would be black. Her shoes, her dress, everything had to be black, because all she was, was walking death.
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