Anne Rice - v1, Lasher

she asked why was i able to give birth to you i dont

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Unformatted text preview: And I had to go back out in the world and learn things. I had to see the world. I had to wander. I had to build my dreams. I can't dream when you hate me. When you scream at me and torment me." "Why don't you kill me?" A look of sadness came over him. He wiped her face with the warm, folded rag, and wiped her lips. "I love you," he said. "I need you. Why can't you give yourself to me? Why have you not given yourself? What do you want that I can give? The world will soon be ours, my darling dear, and you my queen, my beauteous queen. If only you would help me." "Help you do what?" she asked. She looked at him, and drew deep on her hatred, and her rage, and with all her might tried to send some invisible and lethal power against him. Shatter the cells; shatter the veins; shatter the heart. She tried and she tried, and then exhausted, lay back against the tub. In her life she had accidentally with such hate killed several human beings, but she could n...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.

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