Almost

Everything she had left in the tank, the fragments and fumes lying at the base, they were the finishing touches to her full potential. She just couldn’t seem to empty it, then again, she’d never tried tipping it upside down, shaking it side to side or smashing it to pieces. She feared an empty tank would leave her without reserves.

She didn’t understand that if she gave her all, she wouldn’t need reserves.

 

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