…So then why night after night, did I dream of other lives? Little fragments of impossible histories in another world and time? In them, I stood alongside other Titans, born of mortal flesh and blood. We were brave and powerful and our exploits rivalled those of our divine namesakes. I loved them. I grew up with them. They made me whole. They were my family. That world knew us as Cyborg, Nightwing, Starfire, Raven, Jericho, Changeling, Arsenal - but I knew them as Victor and Dick, Koriand'r, Joey, Garfield and…Roy. They called me Wonder Girl - but I remembered with an almost blinding clarity calling myself by another name. A mortal name. Donna Troy. -The Return of Donna Troy #1
This is so blurry, but I’m not going to argue cuz it’s like an extra filter. Haha. Do I look rested? Can I come back now? What’s that? I imposed this on myself? My brain has been trying to write one shots all day, guys. But for now it’s out to dinner for my mom’s birthday. Happy Friday to you all.