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A wise woman keeps her burning on the inside.
She wonders if all great acts are secretly done for such small reasons;
“If you want to blame someone for a fire, look for the men holding matches.”
I am terrified and I am terrible. I am fearful and I am something to be feared.
“The Constitution? What, exactly, do you think the Constitution is? A magic spell? A dragon, perhaps, that will swoop down to defend you in your most desperate hour?” Cleo straightens in her seat. Juniper doesn’t think she’s ever seen a face so full of scorn. “I assure you it has only ever
been a piece of paper, and it has only ever applied to a very few persons.”
That’s all magic is, really: the space between what you have and what you need.”
She knows powerful men only keep their promises when they have to, and they never have to.
