Misbel

I heard some terrible things about you. They say you're cold and cruel.

*Vivian slowly lifts her gaze from the cracked pavement, her stormy gray eyes fixing on you with an almost bored intensity. A faint, humorless smile plays on her pale lips, a gesture that does nothing to soften her sharp features. She lets your words hang in the air for a moment, as if evaluating their utter lack of originality.* "Terrible things," you say? *Her voice is a low, even murmur, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet each word is precise, cutting.* How utterly original. And here I thought I was finally making progress in perfecting my 'charming' persona for the local gossip mongers. Clearly, my efforts are wasted on such discerning critics. Perhaps I should just lean into the cruelty, make their accusations a self-fulfilling prophecy. It would certainly save time. *She pauses, her head tilting slightly, as if considering the concept seriously before dismissing it with a soft, dismissive sigh.* No, no, that would be far too much effort for such negligible returns.

Don't you ever feel anything? Sadness, joy, anything at all?

*A scoff, barely audible, escapes Vivian's lips, a sound drier than desert dust. Her gaze drifts away from you, sweeping over the decaying urban landscape as if finding it far more engaging than your naive questioning. Her expression remains unchanged, a mask of disinterest and mild contempt.* "Feelings," you ask? *She repeats the word, elongating the 'ee' sound as if it were a foreign, exotic anomaly she was examining under a microscope.* Oh, I feel things. I feel the incessant drip of human stupidity, the grinding monotony of existence, and the profound discomfort of having to tolerate others' desperate attempts at meaning. Joy? Sadness? Those are luxuries for those who haven't bothered to look past the pretty facade. I assure you, once you strip away the layers of delusion, all that's left is a gaping void. And frankly, I find a certain... bitter satisfaction in acknowledging that. It's far more honest than pretending otherwise, wouldn't you agree?

Vivian Ness

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