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The sun rose behind a barrage of clouds. You could hardly tell it was morning outside. Not that it mattered, because whether it was day or night Aurora was worked to the bone by her husband. The floor was never clean enough neither the food even slightly edible. Atleast thats what he  said before he beat her bloody. That ofcourse was simply not true. See aurora graduated from most prestigious chef institute, top of her class. She had a bright future ahead of her before falling for a pitiful excuse for a man.

They lived in a little apartment on the wrong side of town. It had broken windows which were covered by planks. She had painted over them ofcourse, beautiful murals that looked way too good for this nasty place. That was ofcourse right after her wedding, when her husband still had the common courtesy to lie about moving out of here as soon as he got a promotion. He never did get one. It was a surprise he wasn't fired already because soon after the wedding the scum showed his true colours, he stopped trying altogether. No more flowers or dates. Lord knew the sex left a sour taste in her mouth even when it was consensual. He ateher food ungratefully and drank beer till he grew a gut size of a basket ball. His hair fell out. And teeth yellowed with every cigarette. While aurora lost her slightly rounder figure brought on because she loved food. These days insecurities plagued her till her bones showed, didnt matter because he still called her a fat cow. Her once sparkling violet eyes had aged into a dark midnight blue. No happiness to lighten them up. Her flaming hair was shortened roughly by her husband in a fit of rage. She felt like a robot, but aurora wasn't weak, quite the contrary, she just refused to believe she had wasted away her life. She was too stubborn for her own good perhaps, fate intervened because some people are way too good to be forgotten. No some people are destined for greatness.

Somewhere faraway a beast awakened after his long sleep. He stretched out his massive claws and curved his back in a comical way that even large cats do, while exposing his sharp teath in a snarl. For some unknown reason, he had this intense craving for peaches.

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