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"I never thought I was #fragile," the golem sighed, sand falling from its lips. "Brittle, perhaps, prone to splintering and cracks, but never delicate. But here, on the edge of all that I have been, all that I will be– perhaps I am meant for porcelain after all." #vss365

— Martha Bechtel 🐀 (@MarthaBechtel) August 28, 2019