There’s nothing like seeing my own posts on the internet. Like, it’s like I can be in my room and look out the window to see myself walking away in the distance.
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It was bad enough that the boy is literally just stabbing the book with a dagger and dissociating.
I picked this comic up by coincidence a few months ago and I am delighted to inform anyone curious that she wrote him in a torrid love affair with his bodyguard and completely undermined his terrifying reputation and made him a folk hero instead. He was Not Thrilled.












