I was never the one to claim anything I desired as a basic right of mine. Part of me sometimes wished I was like those women in the movies, with black hair and red lipstick who were depicted as beautiful splinters broken off from the mountain of evil. They never got no as an answer and they never felt bad because of all the people they made burst
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I loved that description, as well as the archetype it represents.
Not only was I stuck in the nowhere between black and white queen, I was also a bit clumsy with expensive things.
And this, which has the pangs of being an ordinary person-- so ordinary!-- instead of magically gliding through life or cracking it open with a blow from one's wand.
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