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Maid. What a dirty word it is to them. Do they even realize I am the one that keeps them in the comfortable life? Cleaning, cooking, picking up after them when they walk in drunk from the party they just returned from. And how do they treat me? Like a disease. The Maid disease.
Strung on a string for the girl with the voice. Strung along being dragged on the ground, bumped and bruised without a care in the world
So pleased with myself. The destruction of Galondria and one of the last dragon rings within my grasp. Now to destroy those groundlings who think they can withstand my power.
on new lease on life. something to start from and continue to build from. It may not be the way i started but it's the way I'm going to end up based on the experiences I gain.
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