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Rebekka wasn’t one to rage when angry. While others shouted to the tops of their lungs to the heavens in spite, she didn’t. Nor was she one to mindlessly try to destroy the things around her in blinded fury. She rather silently fume until she either simmered down or… went mad.
“So out of all people, she wants to privately speak to her?” Tweedy asked. “That’s what was said wasn’t it?” Swish muttered and prodded at her bowl of porridge. Tweedy glanced at her with a frown but continued. “First it was the Factory and now you’ve gotten the attention of the superiors. My conclusion: Depending … Continue reading Rebekka: Challenges (pt. 13)