breakfastatsapphos
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"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed."
a twin becomes an unwilling participant in her brother's games.
{OC x Jenna Sommers)