An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
In the beginning, Felicia was terrified to be away from home. Each day before chores, and every night before bed, she would cry, begging to return home.
Flora remembered crying once too, though she often did so once she was buried under the covers after consoling her sister.
The piece I wrote for Invincible Zine’s Live to Serve zine! I still have many emotions over Flora ;u;











