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- How was Gloria Steinem a central figure in the Second-Wave movement?

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Misguided Ghosts || Daelynn & Eleanor

It was almost an hour past midnight which meant that the young witch was well behind schedule, but as she told Juliet ‘a promise was a promise’ so she couldn’t back out of this now and not wind up being a hypocrite. Lately, being apart of the hypocrisy was something she had become accustomed to and the realization made her uneasy. She had once prided herself on being so dedicated to her morals and what she had been raised to believe was right that due to the things she had done over the last two years and more recently her last six months here in the hell-on-earth commonly referred to as Monroe Falls she in a way felt she no longer knew who she was. She had told the coven leader, someone she considered to be a friend, that she was doing this because it was the right thing to do but it wasn’t, it was practically a suicide mission and she wasn’t planning on coming out of it alive.

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Eleanor tapped her foot impatiently, she had set up herself in an empty house in the witch quarter, a little place where they could preform the ceremony in peace. She paced across the floor of the already furnished place, more nervous now than before. Eleanor was in a constant state of fog now a days, she hadn’t accomplished her task, she’d been tortured and killed, then brought back to this hell on earth and still couldn’t leave. She was empty, broken, and had no drive, she was nothing and had nothing. No family, no hopes, no dreams, barely any friends, this realization of being totally and completely alone, totally and completely empty, only sadness and anger filling her days shattered her heart for the last time. So when Dae offered her this reanimate on she practically jumped at the chance, to once and finally be whole again. Human, able to feel and touch like she used to be able too, doing it as a ghost just wasn’t the same.

Her body was grossly decayed by now, Eleanor had cried at the sight of what used to be her home, what used to house her soul, mind, and being. Yet she wrapped it in a body bag and brought it to the house, just in case Daelynn needed it. Her head snapped up when she heard familiar footfalls, and felt the magical intake in the home. “Daelynn?”