Status Updates From Bloodchild

[it relaxed me], so that I could remember the rifle in my hands and my feelings of fear and revulsion, anger and despair. I could remember the feelings without reviving them. I could talk about them.

"If we're not your animals, if these are adult things, accept the risk. There is risk, Gatoi, in dealing with a partner."

It was an honor, my mother said, that such a person had chosen to come into the family. My mother was at her most formal and severe when she was lying.

Listening to this narration by Professional Nerd on youtube while I knit turnip hats to be sold at our town's Gilfeather Turnip Festival in October.
Proceeds will go to the local library ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ"

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