alarkling:
What about the nobodies and the nothings, the...
What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learn to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary.
That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no
royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded
something of it anyway.
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