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  1. Rec 18

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    How do you kill your father-god?

    Or: Franziska, Maya, and a few bloody dynasties.

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    01 Feb 2022

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  2. Rec 15

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    It’s not death that scares her, that eats away at her sanity a little bit each day. No, it's the thought that no matter what, things will continue on as they are for eternity. That the crystal glasses the Feys drink out of will be passed from generation to generation along with grief and anger and emptiness. She won’t let little Pearly feel that, she can’t let little Pearly feel that.
     
    So it is with relief that Maya smiles when she sees Pearl tottering in, holding a plastic animal cup filled with fruit punch in her small hands. This is new, this is a fresh start, this is good.

    An analysis of ghosts, anger, trauma, and love, as told through a set of plastic cups.

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    08 Jan 2022

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  3. Rec 66

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    All evil is inherited.

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  4. Rec 54

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    “I think the point of falling in love is probably to die before the other person,” says Shiori, frowning at the crack. “That way you don’t have to be alone, ever.”

    “I would never let you be alone,” Juri vows, and something kindles in Shiori’s eyes. She crowds Juri back against the wall, all elbows and shoulders and sharp edges. Juri bangs her head on the stone, hard enough to see roses, but the pain barely registers, because Shiori is kissing her, with one hand tangled in the hair at the base of her neck and the other splayed out in the center of her chest.

     

    Or: How Juri became the Rose Bride, and what happened after.

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    01 Jan 2022

  5. Rec 34

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    She thinks of Joan of Arc, hair cropped and boyish, noble to the last as she was burned at the pyre. She thinks of Sebastian, pierced by arrows and then later awash in some Roman sewer. When she was younger, she'd had a strange sort of fascination with sainthood, the rite and ritual of it, the finality and progression of it. She'd been fascinated by a lot of things when she'd been younger. Now, she is just a hollow shell cupped to an ear. Now she is just a blunted instrument and there is nowhere for her to send her strange and directionless emotions so they just hang heavy from her throat.

    She says: "I am scared of it."

    Miles' voice, careful, careful not to press on the bruise too hard: "Of being happy?"

    Or, Franziska fixes a chair.

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    30 Dec 2021