Bashir looked at the sunlight coming in through the window. The weather was magnificent, but he was forced to wait here, in the shadow of the dining hall of Mimosa Boarding School.It was a peaceful ... [+]
the boy says "where is your culture?" like I have just forgotten to put it on this morning don't you know? if I was the thing you want me to be I would likely not be here to begin with I was taught a history removed from my own family tree so that I would not grow thorns before you step into the bubble they say they screen you for sharpness but don't mention what kind I am still learning how to feel my power in the absence of it
