“I failed weeks ago,” Nale said. “I knew it then. Oh, God. God the Almighty. It has returned!” “I’m sorry,” Lift said. He looked to her, face lit red by the continuous lightning, tears mixing with the rain. “You actually are,” he said, then felt at his face. “I wasn’t always like this. I am getting worse, aren’t I? It’s true.” “I don’t know,” Lift said. And then, by instinct, she did something she would never have thought possible. She hugged Darkness. He clung to her, this monster, this callous thing that had once been a Herald. He clung to her and wept in the storm.
That scene! Actually this is for the emoji challenge, but it turns out to be far more emotional than I once expected. So there =)
protip: when radfems are crying about “bi women taking over communities and kicking out lesbians” what they’re actually talking about is both bi women and lesbians who (rightfully) do not tolerate transmisogyny in their spaces 🙄