#just curious as I have hsd and made that one post recently so hypermobility has been on my mind a lot

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Hello, treasured moot, how are you? I feel like being social today and I’m sending around some asks. If you’re feeling up for it, tell me about your favorite thing you’ve written in the past month or so. ✨

Hello beloved moot!

For you<3:

Twilight is well and truly gone. A thick cast of clouds plunges Lady Alice’s rooms into shadow. The sconces in the corridor bleed a flickering light through the doorway and over the whitewashed stone walls. I would fall asleep to this light when I was little, when some feast spilt well into a winter’s night and my parents would crowd us around a grand fire place with fairy tales and true stories – we were never sure which was which – until all the excitement of the night had left us with nothing but a heaviness in our eyes. Then my father would carry us, one by one to our sleeping pads beneath his bed, and my mother would pull the blankets over our shoulders. I wish I could stop thinking about them. I wish I didn’t feel horrible for wishing it. Do my parents want me safe or do they want a daughter that is safe - proper, unproblematic? What parent would not give a kingdom to their daughter if they could? But was queenhood their gift, a life of privilege to shape as I see fit, or is it a burden meant to trap me, a fly to a pot of the sweetest vinegar? Mother, do you still love me though I have made my own choice? Father, are you still proud of me? Everything I've done I've done to spite you. I was a loved child. I am terrified none of it was real.

-- WIPVII, draft 3 (.5), page 80.

Can't believe this nearly got cut from draft 3. I managed to save it but I think it happened like 30 000 words earlier in draft 2.