A drabble and one.
Jul. 23rd, 2003 04:22 pmIt's inevitable. You want to write smut and the Muse gives you angst. Silly Fraser.
Killing Innocence
by Persian Slipper
I thought she had changed. My naïveté, my ignorance of the difference between love and lust, my willful blindness to her true nature all led me astray. And by the time I had realized my mistake, it was too late. I would have followed her anywhere.
I reflect on this as I lie in the hospital, recovering from my wound. Ray’s bullet saved me, but it killed some of my naïve belief in my own judgment. Ray should not have been dragged into this; I should have seen what she really was. How could I have ever been so damn naïve?
Killing Innocence
by Persian Slipper
I thought she had changed. My naïveté, my ignorance of the difference between love and lust, my willful blindness to her true nature all led me astray. And by the time I had realized my mistake, it was too late. I would have followed her anywhere.
I reflect on this as I lie in the hospital, recovering from my wound. Ray’s bullet saved me, but it killed some of my naïve belief in my own judgment. Ray should not have been dragged into this; I should have seen what she really was. How could I have ever been so damn naïve?
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