Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
They had started one of those wish-fulfillment kids_ adventure books, where the boy hero has exactly the qualities he needs to triumph, at every moment_ She__ been bored and annoyed, and at one point she tried to explain to Sebastian why it wasn__ her favor-ite of his books. But Sebastian had loved the book unreservedly. Why hadn__ she just read the fucking thing with gusto and relished every moment with her son? Why had she brought her adult judgment and professional story opinions to a book her kid loved? Of course the child hero should always triumph! Who wanted a kids_ book to feel like real life? Real life was fucking intolerable.
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They had started one of those wish-fulfillment kids_ adventure books, where the boy hero has exactly the qualities he needs to triumph, at every moment_ She__ been bored and annoyed, and at one point she tried to explain to Sebastian why it wasn__ her favor-ite of his books. But Sebastian had loved the book unreservedly. Why hadn__ she just read the fucking thing with gusto and relished every moment with her son? Why had she brought her adult judgment and professional story opinions to a book her kid loved? Of course the child hero should always triumph! Who wanted a kids_ book to feel like real life? Real life was fucking intolerable.
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