“She reached out as she had in the thorn hedge of Faerie, as if she were reaching down through the past to touch the hands of all the Carstairs women who had held Cortana through the years.”
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The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
fantasy as your fav genre is the worst because wdym that will NEVER be me?? i’m meant to wear fancy garments and roam castles! why can’t i learn magic and explore enchanted realms?! …no dragons?? or unicorns? or fairies? save me from this world without whimsy!!!
international women’s day; for the women who take the streets, for the women creating community, for the loud women, the fighting women, the ones under oppressive regimes and war, the ones who, by sharing the stories, saved thousands of women
Happy International Women's Day! Here's to the women who wrote the books, the women who read them, and the incredible women who live in our heads long after the last page.