Akin to Sisyphus, she seemed bound to hoisting the truth of responsibility’s consequence up mountain over mountain, rolling it through swells of valleys in passing, only able to pause for rest and to help when someone was in need.
The boulder had become proof of her abilities and its emblem now gave material reason for why society had naturally avoided her. For she was different from the usual human. What she accomplished would drive others to their knees.
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