"It may be better for her, I think, to have loved a tool for creation than a machine of war.
You say I took her from you. But how can I take from you, that which was never yours
And who sought to escape you, whose heart of flesh is colder than mine of metal."
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RandomA bundle of blurbs. (from my pinterest comments) Vote for which to expand into full stories! Each of these bits and bobs, odds, and ends was inspired by a pin of a prompt, poem, or picture, so without the pin might make no sense 🥲 But I'm working...
