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by
Clare Sager
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March 2 - March 9, 2025
For the women turning their rage into power. Let’s burn it all down.
“The man who dropped me in the middle of a palace and fucked off for a week is lecturing me. That’s bloody rich.”
Did it serve you to keep quiet?” I had no answer. “Or did your silence just serve others and their comfort?”
Attacked
They might say it was better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But they were full of shit.
Why bother living for tomorrow if not for things that feed our souls?”
“You didn’t though, did you? You took it yourself like the wonderful idiot you are.”
“We only get to be brave when we’re afraid.”
“My father told me that who you really are is what you do when no one else is looking.”
Wards make this place my sanctuary… until human women come along with such loud thoughts, that is.”
“Still fighting it.” She made a thoughtful sound and shook her head as she wrote in the notebook. “I wonder what will be the thing to make you scream at last.”
Sick doc
But there are more broken things than I can keep up with.” “Has it crossed your mind that they aren’t all your responsibility?”
Survival was a solitary pursuit.
“An acid lake. Poisonous gasses. You bring me to all the best holiday destinations.”
“Just because you can lie doesn’t mean you’re always good at it.”
“I want you, body, heart, and soul. I want to worship you as you deserve to be worshipped. Adore you as you deserve to be adored. Love you as you deserve to be loved.”
“At your feet, all rules kneel. I’m no hero, Katherine, but, please, let me be your villain.”
“I love you. Beyond all reason. Beyond all control. Beyond everything. I love you.”
You have… some sort of ranking system for cakes?” “It’s more a hierarchy. But doesn’t everyone?”
“I’m sure I’m going to regret asking, but… what is your hierarchy of cakes?”
In the best possible way, she destroyed and re-created me.
Right now, I walked alone through the wrong side of the palace with a sword I didn’t know how to use, a dagger I barely did, and a dress that threatened to spill my tits every time I did anything other than saunter.
“They’re a gnat’s ballsack away from panic.”
“Good. If we were all poisonous, they’d watch their fucking tongues.”
“You’d better stay safe,” Ella hissed, voice cracking. “Don’t I always?” “No! You fucking don’t.”
“But if I’m going to die at anyone’s hands, I’d pick yours. Though, for the record, I’d prefer your thighs.”
