Why does the caged bird sing?

[Kold]

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WE ARE MADE OF BROKEN PARTS!

Kold did not need this, not at all, and especially not now. Perhaps she knew this, and perhaps she didn't care anymore. It meant little when she was already tearing herself apart over family. But it still aggravated the Councilwoman to no end. With a tired groan, she almost busted down the door to her house. "Shut the fuck up, or I'll rattle that cage so hard it'll break your damn neck." Her voice was tired, and she snorted.

Her own face seemed sunken in, like she hadn't been taking care of herself.

Kold Darcia Di Angelo - Pitt - Marauder

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