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There are people who say he’s one of the gods of LARPing, that the private community that blossoms, seeds, and withers every year in the deep desert is just another form of elves running around the forest with boffer swords, shouting about hit points and dragons. He doesn’t 1/
People assume that Eva is shy. Eva isn’t shy. Eva just wants to see the world without distortions or distractions. When glasses get dirty, they can be wiped clean. Eyes are more difficult. Smudges on the eye tend to linger, tend to harden into schema and stereotype, 1/
They have followers and they have believers, and those are not the same thing.
Squirt was born of necessity, of stone soup and chewed paper patching cracks in the window. They came into being the first time someone boiled grass and called it tea, the first time a child, 1/
Right now, someone is dreaming of running from her, stumbling before the passage of her terrible feet, shrinking away from the reach of her horrible claws, about to meet their inevitable end in the snapping of her voracious jaws.
Melusine thinks this is hilarious.