The word you're thinking of is anathema...or maybe panacea--but it's all semantics from here.

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Series Begun:
2014-12-18
Series Updated:
2014-12-29
Description:

Natasha remembers this one occasion, when she had gone to the beach. She had picked up a clump of sand, held together by moisture or pressure or what have you. But sand is a fragile thing, and each grain is nearly helpless. It took very little effort for Natasha to crumble the cohesive whole to pieces.

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Romanogers, Skrull Invasions, and figuring out life.

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