…and already your heart sinks in sorrow because it knows at once that the world it’s entered is so much less than the one it’s just left. The beauty, the wonder, and the danger even, are all halved here. Everything is somehow muted; the once vibrant colors of life are worn to tedious shades of gray. Joy is no longer all encompassing, pain is less poignant, and living has altogether become less thrilling. And worst of all – what is most unbearable for the tender soul – is the endless length of days which must be faced and passed through before the can dreamer can dream forevermore…
Behold Your QueenMorgan Maria D'Isidoro has lived in Baltimore, MD for most of her life, saving a handful of failed escape attempts. Given the murder rates, she'll probably die here too. Morgan is a writer of speculative fiction and poetry, a musician of dubious quality, cat aficionado, art history fangirl, kitchen sorceress, pyromaniac, accomplished liar, and an all around person of questionable employability.
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