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Roseamanelle

  • The Inkwell

    Rip it to bits.Prologue - When He Wrote Back (And, Quote-unquote, He Wrote...)One bleak afternoon, nervously,(Not in any place which can be found on the map) 3:00 PM, RichmondHer fingers ...

    • Short Story
    • Fantasy
    3 min read
  • The Inkwell - 1/5

    A/N: I'm glad that the first installment had somehow gathered good responses. This chapter is infinitely longer. I wonder where this story would go? I actually only thought of it ...

    • Short Story
    • Fantasy
    4 min read


The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening