Straight cis men persist in believing that my transition is all about them—tricking them, trapping them, ruining them.
a curateless parish
Often the ornamentor was an apprentice to the real artist of the scriptorium, the initialer.
She looked like a raven about to take flight, half bird, half woman, like she'd sprouted wings from her shoulders. I couldn't see where her arms ended and the cape began. It was stunning and scaresome all at the same time.
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