Thalia (take 1)
“Whatdoya think Paintist? Skydiving today!”
“Hard NO.” Paintist picked up and put away her paints and brushes.
“Why not?" Thalia waved her Ginkgo leaves in the air and shook her booty like she didn’t have a care.
“I’m afraid of heights!” Paintist’s fingers gipped the seat of her chair. “And don’t you hear thunder? It’s going to storm.”
“Okay!” said Tal. “I respect your boundary… but ‘no’ only means I can’t fly through the air with you. Doesn’t mean I can’t go by myself — or with somebody else. Maybe one day you’ll change your mind.” Thalia recognized her suggestions and nudges were best received when she didn’t wield a hammer. “Caaaaaaalllllliiiiiioooooppppeeee?!!!!!!!! Want to…”
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Embracing yesterday’s reader suggestion to explore and highlight the muse’s individual personalities.
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