How do I break out of those weird tropes but still write something with gnomes and shit? What does it look like when wizards control the means of production?
How do I break out of those weird tropes but still write something with gnomes and shit? What does it look like when wizards control the means of production?
I stopped reading maybe 20 pages into the train one, it just clearly wasn't him any more and it felt somehow disrespectful to keep going
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