The Last Dance Of Chances

- it’s fun to be awake & in an upright position

- consciousness is a gift

Assassin’s Fate:

“I carved his face Fitz.”

“Why my face?”

Ship of Destiny:

The heart is an arrow. It demands to land true. She clung to the wall, but it was purpose she grasped at long last, and that carried her upwards. She was not a lynx or a spider or even the Wraith. She was Inej Ghafa, and her future was waiting above.

"The America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries."

let women be angry

let women be evil

let women be bad

let women be complex

The prophecy 🌚