Maybe folks won't accept it exactly as you envision it right now, but if you only ever make what you envision at the start, your process is BAD.
Compulsory unification of opinion achieves only the unanimity of the graveyard.
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I was known in my time. Lady of Butterflies, Princess of Darkness... Mistress of Typos. The funny things was, I was nothing my dreamer was not. And she never bothered to hide any of it, either. We were just... different. Different upbringings, different directions, different stories, but the same motivations. Same wills and dreams. Same final resting place, for a few years at least. But things change.