This week’s words: Relent Wildness The Fourth Rule (There is an exception to every rule.) Barefaced Amphetamine Swill Tidal Sanguine Reverie Avarice (greed) Zilch Sandpaper
She was not much more than a barefaced liar. It was the amphetamines talking not her. When she was high she was all talk, gonna take on the world and relentless in her desire to embrace the wildness of the given situation.
On days when she wasn’t high her sanguine personality was attractive and she was known to produce amazing results at the sandpaper factory where she worked.
There was a wildness about her and an unpredictability that when her reverie was disturbed her mind could produce swill of the most offensive variety.
It was almost tidal in that her moods swung as if influenced by the moon and when the tide was in she was at her worst, as if her mind sought and desired and was at its most avarice. She’d steal the shirt off your back, caring zilch for your welfare and the all too common fourth wall ignored in the pursuit of her avarice appetite.
It came as a great relief when her tidal mood swings went to the low setting for then she was someone to be reasoned with and often the sanguine aspects of her nature rose to the surface.