Trial and Terror

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“ Look out, over my outermost fields, my borderless borders—I am vast enough to contain you.
A wind picks up, blowing hot and dusty and salt-scented. Gooseflesh rises over miles and miles of barren skin.
— Catherynne M. Valente, from Palimpset (via aubade)

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