you are an amazing talent, and I wish I was wealthy enough so I could proposition you to come live for free in my castle in the north of france for private patronage, just like they did during the renaissance. but alas I live in a studio apartment and wait like a peasant for your chapter drops that feed me and my dog for weeks. I could read Electric Blue forever and in fact don't want it to end and something about this fic feels so large and final.. but it cant be... can it? 🫣
Regarding a new Renaissance, it's the thought that counts. I'm honoured that you would think of me if you had it like that.
((But just in case one of you DOES have it like that, your girl is not above being Renaissance patronised. Hit me up if you've got the millis.))
Ahem, but I digress. I'm glad EB feels epic, but it's anything but final. Tbh, it's probably launching a whole new era of possibilities.

















