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Quoted By: >>19790372 >>19790404 >>19790417
Setting: a library.
Dzhogushakar sees some women that he knows, talking. they ignore him.
>I thought you were respectable. Long go.
>How dare you? I’ll kill you. You’re no better than me. I’d kill you in an instant for disrespecting me. I’ll give you a reason to look at me like that.
>What a wretched life. She thinks of me as well, I know. She avoids me. Doesn’t want to be seen talking to me or even near me. Ha. I know you wouldn’t do thart if you had your way. It’s only these despicable creates thar are making you like this.
>I forgive you. You’re the only one who’s even close to seeing me for who I am.
>What would I do to see the pain and fear in her eyes. You treated me like an animal, didn’t you? Don’t think I didn’t forget. How could you forget something like that?
>Now you understand, yes? You understand why I’m doing this.
>That whore. Look at her. Going about all innocent like that. I know what you get up to at night. All carefree and proud. You need to be punished. No one’s taught you yet.
>I forgive you, Alayala. I know it’s a forbidden kind of love, this love of ours. What would they say? Your friends, your family, all of your minions and orbiters. They’d scorn you for being with a loser like me. A pariah. Ha.
>I know how you feel, Alayala. I’ve seen you. Glancing furtively. It’s not at all like the way they look at me.
An exerpt from the upcoming novel "Drawing Atoms" by Niko Mies
Dzhogushakar sees some women that he knows, talking. they ignore him.
>I thought you were respectable. Long go.
>How dare you? I’ll kill you. You’re no better than me. I’d kill you in an instant for disrespecting me. I’ll give you a reason to look at me like that.
>What a wretched life. She thinks of me as well, I know. She avoids me. Doesn’t want to be seen talking to me or even near me. Ha. I know you wouldn’t do thart if you had your way. It’s only these despicable creates thar are making you like this.
>I forgive you. You’re the only one who’s even close to seeing me for who I am.
>What would I do to see the pain and fear in her eyes. You treated me like an animal, didn’t you? Don’t think I didn’t forget. How could you forget something like that?
>Now you understand, yes? You understand why I’m doing this.
>That whore. Look at her. Going about all innocent like that. I know what you get up to at night. All carefree and proud. You need to be punished. No one’s taught you yet.
>I forgive you, Alayala. I know it’s a forbidden kind of love, this love of ours. What would they say? Your friends, your family, all of your minions and orbiters. They’d scorn you for being with a loser like me. A pariah. Ha.
>I know how you feel, Alayala. I’ve seen you. Glancing furtively. It’s not at all like the way they look at me.
An exerpt from the upcoming novel "Drawing Atoms" by Niko Mies
