Once upon a time, a society went on a journey traveling from myths and fables of femme girls and masc boys to a castle.

A queen sits by their window and, as they sew, admires the falling snow. As they do so, they prick their finger, causing three drops of blood to fall onto the snow covering the ebony windowsill. The queen then wishes for a child with an open heart, a society outgrowing binary gender norms and the willing eyes of a civilization craving freedom.
An adaptation of Snow White (Wilhelm and Jacob Grimm, Grimm‘s Fairy Tales, 1812)

And their body is their temple alone and they will rain over it with the graciousness of consent. Their house, their rules, their boundries, their right; their expression, their voice.

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