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slackerspice
Jun. 10th, 2011 03:18 am (UTC)
81 - birthday
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Mother never believed in birthdays. They were just another manifestation of her bitterest enemy, the ego. For Eleanor to truly be Rapture's savior, she could not be preoccupied by trivial things like parties or gifts.

Aunt Gracie knew better, and though she couldn't afford much, the handmade dolls and candy were worth their weight in gold.

As a Little Sister, it was always her birthday, with dancing angels, rose petals, and Daddy - until a stranger with eyes of ice made him sleep.

On her eighteenth, she and Father rose early, and watched the sun dawn on their new world.

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