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@ladyofcrowsandcoffee and I decided Storm Sorcerers can sense each other with a static or magnetic pull. I think they can affect each other like real storm systems or other weather phenomenon.
@purpleasters-inseptember you should in on this bc i think it's my best idea all day
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GUESS WHO'S BACK!?!?!
Got enough of my mods working to make Coren, but then I found her save file!
SHE LIVES!!!
ROLAN WE'RE COMING FOR YOU!!!!
200 Followers!
That caught me so off guard! Thank you so much. I love you all! I hope you all enjoy the tiefling nonsense on this blog bc I do and there I more to come!
Women Womyn Womben Womxn history Month ends today. Now We write the Present and the Future
A poem for these times-
My arms are fluffy
That’s not where I hold my power.
My heart,
My womb
These are great stores of power.
Reserves unending –
Strength you cannot see –
Fight you cannot know –
Until it hits you –
Pow!
Squarely on your imposing jaw.
Don’t fuck with me
You cannot have my power
Nor know my secrets.
I am not yours to possess.
My loving fluffy arms
Will not embrace your toxic love
Nor coddle the rotting carcass of
Patriarchal oppression.
Give up your dead and lay them to rest.
There is no welcome home,
No holy ground,
No nurturing shelter-
Not until you bow down, lay down your weapons.
Join us in peace.
Or continue your suicide walk as you die by your own hand.
Not I, not We.
Our Love is a cloak,
Magic, warm, powerful, and endless,
Draped across the fluffy arms,
Crone to Crone to Crone…
We are strong,
We will protect our Home.
 By Momo Carole Wilde
