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excerpt ; the daughter of denmark ; chapter ?

“I am here because you are dying. I am here because of your fate.”

“But you said — before, you said if I die. Now you say it is my fate to die?”

The fylgja laughed. It sounded like the ringing of church bells on an early morning. It filled Hamlet with simultaneous joy and apprehension. She did not know why the creature laughed. She did not know what God would ask of her. She knew nothing.

“It is everyone’s fate to die, child. Even the gods, one day, will curl themselves into a grave. But there is a difference between how one ends and how they got there.” The fylgja extended her palms to either side of her, like the statues of the dead in the tombs of Roskilde. One hand held its sword, the other was palm up, empty. “Your fate is both at once. You will die as all men do, but will it be now?”

[image: “La Forêt en Hiver au Coucher de Soleil”, Théodore Rousseau]

i cant talk right now im doing hot girl shit *crawls down a castle wall in lizard fashion*

I’m sorry but I think it’s absurd that men have spent thousands of years writing philosophical essays on how to be a good person all while ignoring and/or actively mistreating women, who are in fact people

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ive never seen anyone capture the feeling of meeting older dykes as well as this

forbidden fruit | chapter 2

here’s chapter two! this is dedicated to @stardustsroses , happy (late) birthday my love!! <3

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Cassia.

Her named suited her. Soft. Ethereal.

Awkwardly, Manon extended her hand in an offer to help her up from her cowered position. Cassia’s stare immediately glued to the razor sharp nails curving wickedly from her pale fingers.

“I won’t hurt you,” she repeated again, cursing the touch of shame that sent a pang down to her very core. Since when did she feel bad about her terrifying exterior?

Cassia visibly swallowed, nodding hesitantly before accepting Manon’s hand, her body so light Manon barely had to exert any energy pulling her up.

“Um, I-” she stammered, timidly meeting her gaze. “Thank you for not killing me.”

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You can’t say tobey has the right to keep the post up but call her an awfull person for doing so in the same breath, pick one or stop the fake reasonable act

Yes I can. It’s called an opinion. She has the right to keep the post up, doesn’t mean I think that makes her a “reasonable” person. It’s problematic to me. If you don’t like that you don’t have to stick around my blog :)

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