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She walked through the street, her dress frayed and worn, hair limp, hanging below her elbows. How they did it, she wasn't certain, but she had been ruined.
What was it that made those two so different from every other rebel that had attempted to dethrone her in the past? Few beside her and her former right-hand man knew about them, but there had been attempts.
A dream, a guitar, and a bad-arsed babe to fight for.
She supposed that it might have been- the word felt foul to even think- loveÂ.
Yes, it was love that had destroyed her.
What was it that made those two so different from every other rebel that had attempted to dethrone her in the past? Few beside her and her former right-hand man knew about them, but there had been attempts.
A dream, a guitar, and a bad-arsed babe to fight for.
She supposed that it might have been- the word felt foul to even think- loveÂ.
Yes, it was love that had destroyed her.
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