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We the Good Spirits [incomplete/on hold until further notice/critique welcome]
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    Time 3h 20m
Ongoing, First published Sep 03, 2020
Mature
Phyllis Willows is considered something like a princess of attitude by many of the adults around her, and it is a part of her that she has to put up with. Meanwhile, there's a few external forces stressing her out, too, which include her self-entitled mother. Her resentment is a powerful thing... including as a magnet for nosy spirits and desperate magi!
[This has the mature rating on, but I want people from grades 8-10 and round there to be able to read this at some point, too. If anyone has any suggestions so that I can keep it... edgy, but like a bit MORE APPROPRIATE, I guess... while I don't garuntee to take all of them, but I will gladly read. I will take inspiration, at least. It'd be greatly appreciated, so thank you to anyone who contributes. :)]
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