This most recent chapter was hell to write, but damn, if it wasn't satisfying to put out. Here's an excerpt!
“Smile for the cameras,” I heard Rhonda murmur. When I glanced at her, she was already watching me. She saw my confusion and merely shrugged. “You’re a hero. Let them know.”
I paused, unsure of how to feel about that.
I still didn’t think of myself as a hero. It made me uncomfortable. Whenever I heard the term nowadays, I shied away from its usage. I still wasn’t sure why. All I knew was that I didn’t like staying back for photos or interviews anymore. I was still afraid of what they would say about me if I gave them anymore than what I already had. So, I hid in the dark and ducked from the attention whenever I could.
But . . .
I noticed how Rhonda’s face fell. She clearly believed I was a hero but given how she immediately had turned to me while ducking her face from the crowd, she didn’t think that of herself.
I pressed my lips together. Was that how I looked?
Then, I surprised us both again when I reached out to take her hand and raised it in the air. Starlight fled around us, twisting around our fingers, and everyone roared with cheers. Rhonda’s mouth dropped, eyes moving from mine to the crowd, who took more photos.
I smiled at her. “We both are.”
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✨A gentle lamb bleats in a single call, sweetly, meekly. The wind carries its voice through the fluttering of leaves and over mountain tops, across meadows where baby deer dwell under the shadow of their mothers.
Precious lambs you are, Sweet whispers...✨
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: Two beautiful dark skinned sisters who are twins are seen looking softly at the viewer, resting in a meadow like area. They are wearing long white dresses. with short puffy sleeves on their shoulders. One sister relaxes her head on her sister's lap while the other supports her sisters head. A little baby lamb also lay beside the twins, one ear up while the other ear is down. The lamb's white wool almost blends into the white dress's the sisters are wearing. In the background,the sky is a soft shade of baby blue, no clouds are visible. And there is a mountain in the background that stretches to both sides of the picture and a few trees at a distance.]
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extended magical girl transformations are lovely and all, but there's something sort of romantic about a magical girl who transforms in an instantaneous flash of light.
imagine, a magical girl who transforms and detransforms when she's bored, or mildly stressed. sitting in a waiting room, flash, magical girl, flash, normal girl, flash, magical girl again, and so on. someone enters the room; flash, she's a mundane girl again. she realizes it's her enemy; flash, she's a magical girl again, and this time she has her sword.
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Some of y’all act like basic manners, general human decency, and kindness to others is SO MUCH emotional labor. I don’t like that shit.
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