Hollowness became tangible in her person.
She sought entry into every household she was acquainted with at some level, and emerged excited, squeaking secrets to every person she met on the street. She felt gratified by inclusion, and boasted about it as ‘closeness’.
She was greeted by a wry smile or snarling glance, when she mouthed so-called ‘nuggets of wisdom’ on topics she knew nothing about.
I imagine her dissolving into nothingness, in solitary confinement. She will not find fuel for sustenance, without borrowing or stealing from others’ lives.
Her existence is a miracle, her physical form an illusion.
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Because at heart she is unfulfilled and shallow. Like how you describe this sort of person.
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Thank you, D.Avery!
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