Thefutureisfemale Stories

"It was strange, that in her nineteen years of life, free as they were of war, she'd faced death more than most. She knew the taste of her own blood, the presence of Death warm against her neck. She did not fear death as her pack wished her too. She had been born of death, her mother dead before she entered the world completely, her twin dead earlier beside her in the womb." Haf is broken - she is a Tyreen with no wolf. Three turns ago, she returned from the Drielm - the Tyreen coming of age ceremony - with only one form. Torn apart with confusion and frustration, Haf is trying to accept herself as only half a Tyreen when her clan kicks her out. Forced out onto her own, Haf must face the dead of winter and an island brewing with war between the wolf clans. With the help of a first blood wolf by the name of Nonn, Haf is determined to find the shaman Saeth, who she believes is the only one who can help her and the fate of the Tyreen. Cover art by @camellia (Part of the Books of Einn, a collabortive world created by @camellia and myself)

Everyone struggles with their own storms in life, but not everyone knows about one of the most horrible, but yet, beautiful storm to go through-- being a woman. This Women's Month, we celebrate the women who strive, conquer, fall, but mostly, get up when they do. Priscilla is my great grandmother and she brought the first maternity to the women of her village in the early 1900s, as they were constantly embarrassed and abused by the men who ruled them. The first maternity was her house, as it was in the center of the town. She fought until all women could deliver their babies in peace and not have to bare the pain and humiliation of finding a hospital nearby. I pray that as you read this, you are also inspired to do something great for your community, but most importantly, for yourself. Happy International Women's Month. Being a woman is a blessing, don't ever forget that.

Im not ok. My kingdom was led to my rule through murder and sadism. My own. If anything I'm self aware. I am an eternal being but not many seem get that. I will recognised as Satan's Queen and this is the story of how I got there and what I had to lose.

these are my own poems, ones that i feel resonate with women. they are all lowercase and do not rhyme, so perhaps they are just my thoughts (it's in the title guys)

A 17 year old girl runs away to New York to find her true passion even when sick men try to keep her from finding it she gose past there remarks and destroys toxicity towards women her age .