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“The joy of being a lady is that one may look at other ladies in their underwear and have it accounted no impropriety. The joy of being reviled as a witch is that propriety means little to one anyway.”
You may wonder, reader, how I know such things. Suffice it to say that I am a thing of dreams from a world of passions, and my eyes see much that yours do not. Or perhaps I am simply lying.
“I am a great admirer of Sappho.
naturally
Of all the flaws mortals may possess, wisdom is by far my least favourite.
“Mae!” Miss Bickle clapped her hands excitedly. “Do you truly yearn for her? I’m so glad. Yearning is such fun. It’s far the best part of courting in my experience. I fear I shall miss it terribly when I am married.”
That yes, if I could work my will I would have you stripped and brought to my chamber, there to be tied to the foot of my bed, whereupon I would come to you once or twice daily, as was my wont, and pleasure you until you wept before departing without a word?
that’s crraaazzyyyyy
Mortals like to put big rocks in funny positions. It makes you feel special. There is no great secret, no deeper mystery, and it certainly has nothing to do with us.
“Some transgressions are deserving of harsh punishment.”
This was not the timidity of a virgin; it was the caution of one who fears that they are poison.
“Surely,” Mr. Caesar said at last, “the solution to come before me neither clothed nor naked is not something so…so…so asinine as come before me wrapped in a fishing net.” Spoilers, readers. It absolutely is. The Old Laws are whimsical, and whatever antediluvian powers forged them absolutely loved that kind of shit.
