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Nicolo di Genova ([personal profile] peace_inthe_violence) wrote2020-09-09 02:21 pm

Malta



This is a fairy tale of blood and bullets
It is the story of three men and three women and a small island between Italy and Africa.
This is a story about tragedy and pain, about healing and hope, but mostly it is about
love.
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[personal profile] notariver 2020-09-16 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
She squinted, both at what she was fairly sure was an endearment, and definitely one that made her bristle automatically, but also at the Italian. She didn't know a lick of it, she'd taken Spanish in high school and barely remembered any of that.

"The only part of that I understood was 'pizza' and I know enough to know that I don't want to know." She shook her head at the rest, though she followed all the same, better to keep him where she could see him and keep him talking, "I don't know about 'like', but it gives me something to do, and something I know how to do, figure it'll make being stuck here a little tolerable."
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[personal profile] notariver 2020-09-16 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, you know, you all keep saying that, and that you know I don't want to be here, and I can't leave either. You can't have it both ways. Either you are keeping me here against my will after you snatched me away from who I was supposed to leave that camp with, or you're not kidnappers and I can leave."

She shook her head, dragging both hands up over her face in suppressed frustration, "I've already argued this until I'm blue in the face. I'm here, I can't leave, y'all might as well start with the weird stuff already so I can stop waiting for it."
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[personal profile] notariver 2020-09-17 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I want to believe that, I really do, because for some reason you all believe that, but I don't know if it's because it's true or because you're all telling the same lie."

She was still mostly sure she'd been abducted by some kind of cult, but none of their reassurances sounded like any cult she'd ever heard of, and there was the part where none of them, including herself, actually stayed dead, and that was the part she was still trying to wrap her head around as much as anything.