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Women in my timeline faced incredible danger.

Once upon a time, in a special, magical place, far far away, Little Joseph delivered a rousing speech to all fifty-million of his brothers.

The anarchists meant well with their bohemia of random
beds to overthrow the street with bleary salons;

They look at me, the other inmates.

Coffee mug to hand, Primate Research book to left eye vision and coffee steam streams up nostrils.

Javelins needle the air,
a strange acupuncture.

Jurey could not appreciate the ice.

I’m walking to work, earbuds in, scrolling through a playlist on my phone, when a dirty white van slams to a stop beside me.

To countdown to the #200wordRPG contest (which i’m unnervingly excited about), I’ll be posting a 200 word RPG each week until the contest opens!

To countdown to the #200wordRPG contest (which i’m unnervingly excited about), I’ll be posting a 200 word RPG each week until the contest opens!

(5/4/2018) Update! I was able t