Author:  Libba Bray
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We created order out of chaos. We made beauty and shaped history. We kept the magic of the realms safe in our grasp. How has it come to this?" "You've not kept it safe. You've kept it to yourselves."
She shakes her head to dismiss the thought. "Gemma, you may still use the power for much good. With us to help you-"
"And what, pray, have you done to better the lot of others?" I ask. "You call each other sisters, but are we not all sisters? The seamstress ruining her eyesight to keep her children in porridge? The suffragists fighting for the vote? The girls younger than I who would ask for a living wage, whose working conditions are so deplorable they were locked in a burning factory? they could make use of your precious help."
She holds her head high. "We would have done so. In time."
I snort in disgust. "It is daunting to be a woman in any world. What good does our power do us when it must be kept secret?"
"You would prefer bold voices to illusion?"
"Yes.

( Libba Bray )
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