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She’d been hidden away in a pile of clandestine manure on the parcel of some anonymous village farmer and forgotten, in the time when even her mention could mean death, and she sunk deeper into obscurity with each drop of spilt blood, with each burned page, each brick smashed, each letter gone up in smoke, each taking with it a portion of hope until all was lost, she remained though chipped and broken, her hand crumbled into the soil, face besmeared with the shit of long-dead cows, but she clung to the only thing that matters for us, and then she arose one day when it was least expected, snuck out in the gathering darkness, queen of the universe, and sowed the seed of a new world in well-fertilized places safe from the eyes of men.