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T E E N A G E G I R L S + M Y T H O L O G Y:...
T E E N A G E G I R L S + M Y T H O L O G Y: Freyja
There’s a cat winding its way around her legs, a shawl of feathers draped across her back. When she smiles, golden piercings glint in the sun, reflecting back faces of awe. They fall in love, they fall out of love. She watches them, sees the circle of life itself unfold. Her posture is regal, if not a little stiff, but nobody mentions this. They do not dare, for there is no denying that this girl holds something in her bones of great importance. She walks tall, fingers twitching in a mysterious and near rhythmic manner. Somewhere, magic exists.
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