@matriarches.

           ‘ what they call anarchism, what they call chaos - it’s nothing but a return to nature. ’ a flutter of fingertips, honey-tongued and bright-eyed, the girl paints a pretty picture of the nihilistic gospel she’s heralded for; glancing up only on occasion, to confirm the other’s attention. ‘ we - our species - we’re miserable.  we’ve been miserable for so long, we’ve forgotten how to be happy. do you know when the last time that was? do you? ’ she smiles, small, perhaps disdainful, unaware on who the woman before her truly is. ‘ - it was prior to class, prior to society. if we want to survive, we must restore that balance.