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[aesmael]

    lost_angelwings sent me a link to this post about the way strong images of women get the life sucked out of them before rising up to join the forces of their enemy.

    Yesterday I wrote 358 words, including a scene I have been waiting to write for about four years now. It is not great, but it has been sitting in my head for a while and still makes me giggle.

    In class today we were supposed to have some books to practice covering on. I am not in favour of covering my books so it was hard to choose one to potentially ruin. In the end I went with Legends II. It came out okay and the teacher turned out to be a fan of Neil Gaiman.

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