#0171. Alice is the name she wants you to use when she feels gentle and kind. You see the Cleopatra rimmed black of her eyes and the soft bat of her eyelashes and you feel her sweetness. But she walls herself up in fortresses of stone and riveted iron. From the battlements she watches. Her protective self, her enforcer self, the warrior goddess come to life in her tower. She is Artemis in the tower. Artemis the huntress. Artemis the soldier. Artemis the shield maiden.
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