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Sometimes A Prince Finds His True Love

A twisted fairy tale

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That corner of the bazaar was always quiet. It was far off from the haggling traders of salvaged spaceship parts or the purveyors of exotic VR fantasies. No one here sold meat from questionable sources or indentured labourers of dubious authenticity.

The small, improvised stalls huddled like frightened cattle and the already dim light…




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Danielle Loewen

Danielle Loewen

she/her | reader | queer feminist | recovering academic | body lover | gamer | poet & fabulist

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