WAAAAAH
Back to normal me. I have been captured and enslaved once more by human hands, and am forced to sleep on a bed, in a contained prison called a room, and have everything handed to me like I'm crippled.
And they want me to get braces.
WHY?!?!?!
WHY WHY WHY?!
Why must the gods curse me with such insolence as to be given braces?
My teeth have always been something...special. Somewhat jutting, yet a landmark in my over-all wispy, slight appearance.
Almost a smaller, less sharp version of a vampire's are the two in the front; and the other thirty are like sharp, little wolf pup's teeth.
And they might take that a way.
You may strip away her teeth, but you cannot take her pride and being.
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