★★★★★ "She was in a swirling maelstrom. No up or down. No ground. Only a blinding storm of riotus colour without shape or form and a thunderous voice pounding in her ears. "Wield me. Master me. Bend me to your will. Or I shall bend you.""
Tag: intersex
The Haunting Of Tram Car 015 by P. Djèlí Clark
★★★★☆ "In the People's Republic, all forms of bondage have been done away with. No man or woman may hold another as property. Neither do we allow sentient tram cars or machine-men made in our likeness to toil to our whim while we profit from their labors."
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